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Yoda Come Back

YodaI always thought Yoda was this great and powerful Jedi knight, but until I met him in person doggin I didn’t realize how little he was.

I guess Yoda is something like a habanero chili – a lot of punch in a little package.

Yoda and I could make a great team.

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When I put on my Detective Dog hat…

Bongo looking cool with his Detective Dog hat on

And investigate a mystery and find a bad guy –

Yoda could get out his light saber and go after him.

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But when I met Yoda…

Bongo and Yoda

He didn’t even have a light saber.

Yoda, how are you going to conquer the dark side of the force without your light saber?

And then – this makes me really sad – Yoda didn’t seem to want anything to do with me.

Yoda walking away from Bongo

As a matter of fact, Yoda acted like he was afraid of me.

Yoda leaving Bongo

Yoda come back!

I won’t try to steal your light saber.

Just because I’m part black doesn’t mean I’m on the dark side.

See, I’m part white too. I’m one of the good guys.

Where are you going Yoda?

Yodaaaaa!

 
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Posted by on November 14, 2013 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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Where’s Yoda

Where's YodaMy person and I went out walking in the morning again, but the sun wasn’t as high in the sky as yesterday and it wasn’t so hot. Speaking of sky, my person is still hanging out with all those kids in the sky every night, and she still won’t take me.

Oh, I forgot – I’m supposed to be talking about my walk on the trails.

We were walking along and a lady came jogging toward us. She gave me a little love and said, “Yoda’s back there.”

I was really confused because I always thought Yoda lived in a galaxy far, far away – so I didn’t know what I was going to see. Maybe Yoda has been reading my blog and likes it so much he came all the way here to hang out on my trails with me.

We walked a little further and there he was. But he wasn’t the Yoda from that faraway galaxy. He was a little brown dog, and he was afraid of me. He stood at the top of the rise he’d just come over and wouldn’t come any closer.

I finally got tired of the stand-off and headed toward him, and he ran past me so fast that I barely got a whiff as he made his way down the trail.

Yoda really is in the picture my person put on this post, but you have to look really hard to find him. I think he might be related to Waldo.

Woof

 
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Posted by on June 15, 2012 in Bongo, dogs, humor

 

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