The proper saying actually, is "Everything's going to the dogs", a saying meant to convey that everything's going downhill. That's not what I mean to connote with the title of this blog post.
I'm taking care of my friend's fabulous, cranky, amazing, judgmental, cute cat for the summer, and she's managed to take over my pillow each night, push books/computers/meals/anything out of the way for a chance to get in a lap, and have her humans on a tight schedule to feed her several small meals per day.
Today I tried to meditate and do yoga in the morning. The cat of course took over. Observe below.
I'm taking care of my friend's fabulous, cranky, amazing, judgmental, cute cat for the summer, and she's managed to take over my pillow each night, push books/computers/meals/anything out of the way for a chance to get in a lap, and have her humans on a tight schedule to feed her several small meals per day.
Today I tried to meditate and do yoga in the morning. The cat of course took over. Observe below.
In short, everything literally has gone to the cats - and I love it!