In the middle of my sitting session, these doves flew on my balcony. And theay cooed so loudly. There was the impulse to shoo them away. On the other side I didn't like to interrupt my meditation by some intrusive doves. I deepened my breath, ayam, ayam, ayam, I pronounced silently. Meditation deepened. Doves became unimportant. Only the breath and ayam counted. And then they flew away before my meditation clock buzzed.
I like animals, but doves on my balcony goes too far.
Also today I started my spiritual practices with pranayama - alternate nostril breathing. I understand now why the yoga texts explain how to clean the nose. I live in a big city and big cities have dirty air. Pollution is everywhere, the nose filters the air, but the nose has to be cleaned as well. Many people clean their noses when they drive with the car. Often I can observe this, one hand is on the wheel, the other hand is at the face, one finger in the nose, cleaning it. There are more elegant ways to do it. A bit of water will do it. Having done it before pranayama makes breathing more enjoyable.
Before doing yoga I will clean my kitchen. Nose cleaning, kitchen cleaning, this cleaning persuits me.