Why I’m Convinced My Dog Is An Imperial

For those of you who don’t know, I’m the proud mother to a five and a half month old puppy. He’s incredibly cute and cuddly, but he has a dark side. That dark sides involves barking at me when I’m not doing what he wants, and nipping my hands, arms and legs any chance he gets. That already sounds like the makings of an Imperial soldier, trying to keep the rebels in line even at a young age. But it gets worse…

This morning, after he nipped my leg, I told him off, even going so far as to use the Lieutenant Renz line and call him “rebel scum”. He barked at me. I got the impression he didn’t like that one bit. When I repeated the line he barked again, and then promptly walked to the other side of the room and sulked. I left him there to sulk for a bit while I got ready for work.

After I was ready I approached him again, picked him up and tried to explain to him why being a rebel was positive. I told him all the BEST people were rebels. He nipped my nose. I put him down and he barked at me again. He absolutely wouldn’t have it that rebels were better than the alternative.

I also can’t rule out the fact that he may be force sensitive, and if he is the imperials could have a powerful new weapon.

Lord Jaxius… RIIIIIIISE!