Yoshi And The Green Ball

This is my sister's Shih-Tzu, Yoshi. I had a Yorkie named Kiko. I have no idea why we both gave our dogs Japanese names. We both think we had a previous life in Japan. Regular readers should know by now that my life is full of paranormal activity. As a matter of fact when I typed the word 'Japanese' it turned itself into a link without doing it to any other word in that sentence. And it was a blank page with no links on it.

Do I have proof of past life stuff? Yes, and it's in my book which is over at Scrivel.com. (just click on my name and you turn into a millionaire.) There is WAY more out there than most people imagine. I've been studying metaphysics since 1983 and some stuff even scares the shit out of me. Remember when both my TV and stereo turned themselves on in the middle of the night? Anyway, this is Yoshi and his Green Ball. We can't actually say those words and have to call it GB. This must be a habit we picked up in feudal Japan.

GB is Yoshi's pet. He stands around with it in his mouth. FOREVER. When he lies down, he tucks it gently under his chin and puts his head over it. My sister bought the same ball in red and he was all "I don't THINK so." She can't bring GB with her when she travels because he would drive us crazier than we already are.

The most fun is to hide it and ask him where it is.

No animals were harmed in the typing of this post. But I did beat the crap out of my sister.

End of chat.