Do-gaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The NYT is covering a trend I have long been hip to--DOGA! The article is entitled "Bonding with their Downward Facing Humans." I prefer to do my doga in the out of doors. There I am doing Doga at Dawn.

And here I am meditating:

Catch up with the corgador, NYT "Style" section!

Wally's Randay!

Today is Randay! It's the day where Randay gets to do whatever she wants and what she wants is for ME to do whatever I want. I really needed a good day because yesterday my ma ape had to WORK and she left us alone and then the apes went out for sushi and they were gone forEVER because the car broke. I was mad even though it was the car's fault because, really, they should have taken me for sushi.

But the apes made it up to me! First, JApe brought me a new MONKEY STICK! LOOK! It's orang-a-stick!



And--get this--it's like three feet tall! That's as tall as my ma ape, I think! And Orang-a-stick has a HUUUUGE honker so I'll be able to wake up the apes.


Then we got to go to the field where sissy caught a bald eagle!


Just kidding! She did find this feather, though.

I did some doga. This is upward facing dog--how's my form, granny?


And then a little neck twist.

And again! With tail twist!


And then with my doga super meditation mind I levitated my sissy! Look!


Ahhh...then a little corpse pose. Even my jowls are relaxing.


Yup, we played and played until I puked (true story!)


Ah.....what a day.

I'm Evolving.

My granny has this funny shirt about yogalution:



But she doesn't even know the NEXT stage of evolution:

UPRIGHT WALLY! Your counters will never be safe again.