We were talking about this at Pilates yesterday - I've been going for almost 10 years. I know this because I have vivid memories of trying to do pilates exercises on a Saturday morning when Murphy was a puppy. He didn't like being excluded from anything so, since he barked to be let into the living room as soon as he saw me (and I didn't want to wake the whole house), I had to let him in.
We also had Eddie the cat at that point (the whole reason Murphy is called Murphy - geddit? - it was Andy's idea, pretty cool I thought). So there I was, lying on the floor doing leg-lifts - or trying to. Pilates is hard enough without having to do it with a roly-poly puppy sitting on your chest and a cat hanging off one ankle as you try to lift it in a controlled manner!!
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