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By
George Shirk - Times Senior Writer
“I’d like to try yoga.”
Fido lay at my feet, watching a yoga program on television.
“Well, it’s not unheard of,” I said. “People and dogs who do yoga together call it doga. They swear by it.”
“Tell me more, please,” Fido said.
“I will, but only if you tell me about this wild-hair of an idea first.”
“Oh, I don’t know, but I figure winter’s coming up pretty soon. There will be lots of days that just won’t be very pleasant outdoors, so I’m looking for something to do in here.”
“Fair enough, Fido.”
He leapt to his feet.
“Hey hey hey hey! When can we start?”