Down Dog or Doggy Go Away?

Remi has decided that we don't have enough togetherness, enough closeness, and seems to be brainstorming ways to improve the situation.

The last two nights it involves yoga. She plants herself on the mat, just as I make to do the sun salutation. So when I'm doing Down Dog (hands and feet on the floor, butt high in the air), she's the dog beneath me.

And when I go to do the counter-position, she scrambles out from getting squashed like a windshield bug, and climbs atop my calves for a snuggle and snooze.


Talk about separation anxiety.