Darth Cay Der

Darth Cay-der was a cat who understood Star Wars better than most. She held R2D2 contests, and she was the most gracious 1970’s host. She wore the best costumes, designed by fabulous Bob Mackie. He was her next-door-neighbor. I am not lying, by crackie! Darth Cay-der liked to breathe really heavy in her Darth Cay-der mask. She was ominous and fierce some. Underneath she had her own flask. I am pretty sure the silver container was filled with Darth Cay-der nip. She was her own best friend. She did not care who saw her take a sip. She shows up sometimes on my doorstep to play dress up with me. I am always intimidated by her; she is a cat who is wild and free. Her outer space cat-titude and I’mam the boss, sugar mama ways, Has frightened me many a time on a number of horrifying days. My mother has reported there is someone at the door right now. I do not want to go look, for I think I just heard Darth Cayder’s yow! Tell whoever it is I cannot go out today, I told my much amused mother. Someone ran out dressed like Luke Skywalker. My fearless brother.