Yoda was the German Shepherd at the farm. I mostly viewed him as a manure-encrusted, hairy tire-chaser. Mr. Rellim strongly disagreed and reminded me of the time that Yoda endured Rachel's thumping him on the head in order to save the farm chicken he had clenched between his teeth. True - Rachel is lucky to have escaped that without a scrape. Mr. Rellim also informed me of the many times that Yoda blocked Quinn from running out in front of a tractor or truck (Why the dog was babysitting, I don't understand. That will be a post for another day.).
Anyway, thanks be to Yoda. You were a good dog and I didn't even know it.
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I can't resist a good dog story. R.I.P. Yoda.
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