For the past few weeks, a neighborhood cat has made our back porch his bed. Each morning, Sydney and I go in the kitchen for breakfast and spy on the sleeping kitty. Our breakfast activities usually wake it up and it wanders off without our noticing.
However, one morning this week, it slumbered peacefully through breakfast and didn't wake up until our meal was over. The cat got up to do it's morning stretches and Sydney declared, "The kitty cat is doing yoga."
Ryan and I couldn't help but laugh at that one. We always knew we lived in a fairly liberal neighborhood, but when even the area cats get into yoga, you know it's pretty far to the left.
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