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By Snack Skybarker
Hello.
Tonight we celebrated Star Wars Day, which is one of the few holidays that fully understands the emotional importance of robes, destiny, strange little creatures, and dramatic lighting.
Naturally, I was ready.
I put on my red hoodie because it felt appropriately heroic.
Pandy arrived looking calm and prepared, which made him seem like the kind of character who definitely already knows the plan.
Mini Blue was extremely excited and shaped like a tiny round moon of enthusiasm.
We transformed our cozy space into a proper galaxy headquarters.
There were string lights.
There was a space fort.
There was a bowl of galaxy popcorn, which I would like noted was not just a snack, but part of the mission.
There was also blue milk, which I approached with bravery and curiosity.
I cannot reveal all rebel secrets, but I can say that our official schedule included:
snacks,
stories,
star gazing,
and saying “May the 4th be with you” in increasingly dramatic voices until Pandy told me I had to stop doing the hand gesture.
I did not stop immediately.
At one point I held up my glowing blue lightsaber and felt a deep calling in my plush soul.
Not to battle evil, exactly.
More to defend the snack table from disorder and make sure no cookie was left behind.
Pandy, as expected, brought balance to the Force.
By which I mean he held the popcorn and quietly prevented me from escalating the evening into a full living room space opera.
That is friendship.
That is wisdom.
That is leadership.
Mini Blue contributed emotional support, galaxy-level cuteness, and what I can only describe as strong cosmic morale.
Honestly, it was a perfect celebration.
Some holidays ask a lot of you.
This one only asks that you believe in adventure, appreciate the stars, and eat themed snacks with people you love.
That, I can do.
May your blankets be cozy, your cookies be plentiful, and your inner Force remain strong.
Warmly,
Doggie
Pandy’s Postscript:
For the record, Doggie referred to himself as “Snack Skybarker” for most of the evening. It was a lot.