Living on a boat sort of forces us to chose wisely when we are out shopping, but every now and then we still succumb to silly purchases. After a visit last night to Max’s new vet for a meet and greet, we ended up at the pet store buying dog food.
We walked in the door and were attacked by Star Wars pet gear, and we discovered that Max NEEDED a new Vader squeaky toy (Chewie has been in our family for about a month already). He really did – because vets are stressful, the Force, next year’s movie, and Star Wars!
At least Robin was able to assert her will power to put back the Yoda ears. Come to think of it, sometimes Max’s ears are very Yoda like. Bet Max is relieved he’s a boy, or he might be posing with Princess Leia ears in this blog post.
Clever of you product development people…really clever.
Poor Darth Vader. How can you be take seriously as the bad guy when you’re all covered in slobber and squeaking?
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