A mystery...

I think I've mentioned that Didgeridoo Boy has issues with granting me a little quiet time for my yoga practice. I have been treated to all sorts of things, from serious stares during which he belched, to whoopie cushions being set off under the door to the room into which I've started locking myself in hopes of no interruption. Once, he even lit a cigarette in the living room in what he considered a humorous attempt to rock me off my mat. So I've come to expect things to the degree of being a bit paranoid. Yesterday, for instance, I don't know for certain whether or not he was up to anything - but I tend to think that he might have been. Maybe.

I had come to the front of my mat, hooked my thumbs, swept my arms up along my ears, and arched back into what was to be the beginning of a round of sun salutations. Heard something like a shuffle, and thought it was Totsi the Dog shuffling at the door. (Sometimes she likes a bit of yoga thrown into her day.) Then I heard Didge whispering, "Llam llam llammmmm llammmmm llama, llam-zingee, llam-zingee.....lllllllama". I stepped off my mat, walked to the door, and opened it. There was Totsi, looking up and wagging her tail. She turned and pranced over towards the stairs, evidently excited.

And why shouldn't she have been excited? For there was Didgeridoo Boy's head. He had positioned himself on the stairs in such a way that only his head and shoulders were visible, and he was looking up at me in much the same way Totsi had been when I opened the door. I asked him what he was doing, and he told me he wasn't doing anything. I inquired as to why he was laying on the stairs, and he said he was trying to get the dog. Then I demanded he present the whoopie cushion, and he said he didn't have it, that he didn't know where it might be. He called Totsi, and she ran into the room I'd just come out of and sat down beside my yoga mat. Didgeridoo Boy called me a "dog hog" and went back downtstairs.

So - was he up to something? I honestly have no clue.