Doga, because firstly I don't own a dog; and secondly, dogs are already zen (the origin of the ever-popular 'Downward Dog", after all) and have no need for the likes of we humans contorting them into our weird anthropomorpholgies.
Which is not to be confused with:
Dog Yoga, and which I am pretty sure if I did have a dog, would probably end up dropping it on it's head if I tried a pose like this.
Drunken Yoga Although likely that's the only way I'd ever be able to manage that contortion;
and
Hot. Nude. Yoga.
EW! No, no and no. Not. Nada. Not even if I ever do acquire the body of my dreams. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Seinfeld has already most excellently covered why.
(And sorry, but y'all are just going to /have/ to google that one on your own.)
