Our neighbor “Uncle Gary” and Yogi have a unique relationship. On paper, Yogi is highly trained, numerous classes, certs, service dog ++. Uncle Gary taught him to bark for treats, (that’s actually a pretty easy trick, yup).
So we are sitting on Fuji beach at the end of the day and Uncle Gary, (80 yrs old), pops up out of the water and starts walking towards us. Wetsuit, fins, spear, stringer of fish.
I have always wondered what was going on in Yogi’s brain at that moment, but true to form, he started barking hoping for a bit of sashimi.
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