Yoga at 9, tennis at 10:30, lunch with Amanda, the Reno Comic Con with friends, and THE FALL DANCE FESTIVAL!
Didn't know if I was going to make it this year, but it's a safe bet now!
I brought Riley to my friend's apartment for yoga this morning- that was the perfect combination of distance and adventure. Even in a very calm place with slow yoga, we still managed to startle her once or twice. My friend said it was a good thing we weren't doing aerobics. Riley spent an hour actively sniffing the apartment and every blade of grass on the way.
Tennis is always awesome, and the Comic Con had me impressed. I'll tell you more about that later.
When I got home from the shows of enthusiasm, I sat with poor creaky old Riley for a minute as is our custom, letting her greet me slowly, then I went to say hello to Mini and couldn't find her. Then I heard a racket and found Mini out on the balcony, where she had apparently been for the last five hours. She was dirty and panicked, yowling her head off at me. I cleaned her up, cuddled and apologized profusely. She gobbled her food as if she'd been outside for days and flopped down on the carpet, exhausted.
Both animals ought to be sufficiently worn out today, as am I. Time to relax and enjoy some dance!
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