Yoshi plays favorites with both me and my wife. Most of the time, he can be found at my feet, sleeping. If he’s not bringing his toys over to me for a game of fetch, he’s probably sitting in my lap at the computer. When I go over to the couch, he usually hops right up and sits next to me. I don’t mind. I feel guilty leaving him in the apartment all day when I go to work.

If I’m particularly busy, or have shut the door, he’ll usually sit outside and wait for me to return. Sometimes when I go out on errands, my wife tells me that he’ll sit by the door and wait for me to return. Only after I’ve been gone for a while or have stopped giving him attention will he go hang out with my wife. They watch television together, but if I get up and move around the house, he’ll follow me.

This is probably because she’s got the jobs that are most stressful for Yoshi. While I feed and walk Yoshi, she’s shaving him, cleaning his ears, or trying to keep him clean. We both wash him, but he immediately hops in my lap to be dried. He just likes hanging out with me, but I think it’s more about the food.

Today, while feeling particularly lazy watching some Star Wars Rifftrax, I thought of Salacious Crumb, that little annoying thing that laughed at everyone in Return of the Jedi. You know, the Kowakian Monkey-Lizard Jabba the Hutt had on his sand barge (I’m not making that up. Wikipedia said so.) Having a little underling following you around the house is a lot like that relationship. I’ve always wanted an underling, so I enjoy having Yoshi hang around.

Anyway, if Yoshi is indeed Salacious Crumb, hanging around a more cruel and fatter person, that would make me Jabba the Hutt. Hmm. Bad analogy.

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