by Rick
(Spokane,wa.)
Yoda was my best friend. I'm not just saying that. He was the only one that I could talk to or hang out with.
I am married but my wife is sick a lot and sleeps so I don't have anyone to talk to but Yoda. Now he is gone and I'm so lonely. I loved it when the little guy would climb up on my stomach and lick my forehead. And the way he would do his dance to get a cookie. He would curl up on my lap and sleep or lay between my legs. I'd call him my little wart because he had to be on me at all times.
Goodbye little buddy. You are missed...