Totsi the Dog is coming along.
Typically when I'm packing, Totsi will mope and stare at me like I'm telling her she can never sleep on the bed with me ever again, ever. When I was prepping to leave for the last session, she took it into maximum overdrive, feigning death across the end of the bed until she finally got up and (I swear) *cried*. When I left, she kept sniffing at her leash and looking up in that questioning way that means she wants to go too. It bothered me all weekend.
I asked around, and one of my friends from teacher training told me of a hotel that will allow my four-legged child. Came home, cancelled all my hotel reservations, and re-booked every single weekend to the pet friendly hotel she recommended. As I started packing last night, Totsi began to mope, and I said, "Totsi comes too." And then she danced.
So, yes. Totsi the Dog is kind of sort of going to yoga teacher training. She'll stay in the hotel about two minutes from the studio, and I'll be hanging out with her on my breaks, but - still. It sounds better to say she's going to yoga teacher training. And, honestly? In her mind, I think she thinks she is.