Bye-Bye Star Wars

Because Steven got rid of the Star Wars room over the summer, he now has a bunch of collectibles boxed up and overtaking the guest room.  He posted a bunch of his ships on Craigslist on Saturday, and within hours, his giant Millennium Falcon was gone.  Another guy came over last night to do his Christmas shopping for his son at our house.  Steven prepared for that by setting up a card table in the living room and putting out stuff that he's getting rid of. 

Calvin, naturally, had to be in the middle of it.  We were joking about him exulting in his Imperial conquests.

We always called him our Rebel Cat because he used to sit on Steven's desk in the Star Wars room and use his tail to sweep the stormtroopers off the desk and into the trash can.  Cracked me up every time he did it!  He also loved to knock the lightsaber out of Darth Vader's hand.  Additionally, he has a lovely camouflage coat that would be perfect for the forest moon of Endor.

Doogie, on the other hand, is our Sith Kitty.  He's stormtrooper colored, and he chose a particular Yoda years ago as his personal chew toy.  When Doogie would not leave that Yoda alone, Steven finally gave it to him.  Yoda has been kicked around, chewed up, and horribly mistreated. 

Hey!  You'd better not be messing with Darth Vader's shuttle up there!

If you look closely at the first photo, you'll see a tin can on the left by the table leg.  That was a Star Wars tin that came loaded with Doritos or some other chip.  It has a very fierce-looking Yoda on it.  Doogie really didn't like that Yoda, and he'd circle the can and hiss at it.  He became brave enough one night to smack that mean Yoda.  But Yoda fought back with a loud metallic noise when hit.  Doogie was thus terrified.  He left the can alone after that. 

The can went home with that guy last  night.  It will now be a trash can in his son's room.  In fact, a lot of stuff went home with the guy.  Steven made a nice little chunk of change off of him. 

It felt a little sad to see things with memories attached leaving our house.  But Steven said we still have the cats who helped make those memories, so isn't that the important thing?

Indeed it is.