Mommy plays dead.

This might seem a little backwards, but I've decided my first entry will be about what Mommy does at the end of her yoga practice. After she's bent and twisted herself around in all sorts of interesting ways, she lays flat down on the floor and will not move. And I worry.

She has told me this is okay, that it is what she is supposed to do. It is something called "savasana", she says. And would you like to know what that means? Corpse pose. I swear, I really do think she might be dead when she does it. Every single time, I fear she might actually be dead because she is so very good at this thing.

Routine is very important to me, and I have one I have to go through when she plays dead like this. I go over to her, every time, and I put my snout right by her nose to make sure she is breathing. Once I know she is, and I do have to make very sure on those times she has really worn herself out, I sit beside her and huff to let her know I am there and to see if I think she can hear me. And then I grumble some, and hoo (I am half Husky, so I speak that language), and put my paw on her shoulder while sitting guard. If that still doesn't get her up in what seems like a reasonable amount of time, I lay down on top of her. Sometimes I am very careful about it, and I line myself up the way I did when I was a puppy, laying on my belly with my head on her chest. Most of the time that seems like it is enough. There are other times, though, when I have to flop right down upon her on my side to bring her back. Since Mommy isn't very big at all and I weigh about fifty pounds, I save that for when things seem really and truly desperate.

One time she fell asleep. She had been sick with the flu, and tired herself out a little too much. I realized she was okay when she turned over on her side and stayed. We took a nice nap together right there on the floor for about an hour.

She always gets up, though, just as sure as anything, and I'm certain my efforts have something to do with reviving her. And then Mommy has her meditation. Sometimes I try to sit in her lap for that, but usually I lay on the floor very close to her in case she decides to lay down like she's dead again.

That is a little part of what we do almost every single day. Mommy says me bringing her back to life is as much a part of her practice as savasana, and she always thanks me for that and for keeping the cats away from her. Then we go and have a little snack.

I hope you have enjoyed my first blog entry. Do something good for yourself today, and if you play dead, please get up.