Jedi and Junebugs

Josie Junebug has yet to be exposed to any Star Wars. Still, she’s not going to be a natural fan. “Why,” you ask? “Blasphemy” you declare! “But she’s otherwise the world’s best dog,” you lament. Let me explain; if Miss JJ knew about the impending Episode Seven release, she would not be amused because it means her family will abandon her for several hours in order to go sit in the dark and remark about how wonderful something else is. Though it gives her no reprieve from kennel time, I dedicate this Star Wars themed post, in which I analyze what characters our family would be, to her.

Starting in no particular order, my son would be R2D2, and not just because he’s the smallest. He has a good heart but is notoriously spunky and stubborn. For a long while, what he said could only be interpreted by his sister. As with most toddlers, communications relied heavily on gestures, using Force empathy, and attempting random solutions.

Master of human/cyborg (toddler) relations, my daughter probably wouldn’t be flattered by the comparison but she would be C-3PO. She constantly has to corral her brother, who antagonizes her endlessly but comes off adorable to the audience. 3PO’s physical build reflects her figurative heart of gold. Being a first born protocol droid, she is always anxious to do the right thing.

My husband is Obi-Wan. He is the oldest of us all (though not white-headed yet), a good negotiator, and the most emotionally stable one of the bunch. His serene wisdom guides us through the chaotic energies the rest of us unleash as we slide the warp drive accelerator into uncharted systems, expressing our zeal for life.

I was surprised to discover that my Star Wars alter-ego is Han Solo. We’re both cocky wisecrackers with adventurous spirits  who aren’t afraid to shoot first. Also, both of us think the best place to do business is a trendy local pub

Josie Junebug would be Chewbacca. Obviously,  they’re both covered in fur and roughly the same color. Their big size intimidates people, though they’re just teddy bears. Communicating with humans can be a challenge, but they’re loyal and always seem able to intuit what we need.

The cats are jawas. They have glowing eyes, no one understands them, and when they grace us with their presence, its for no apparent reason other than to be mysteriously adorable.

Knock knock

Who’s There?

Art

Art who?

R2D2, May the Force be With you

* Fun fact, one of the names we considered for our new dog was Jedi!

Leave a comment about what Star Wars character you would be and why.

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Author: josiejunebug

Despite being a Leo and only child, I usually manage to be a pretty pleasant human being. I have devoted years of Zen discipline to harness my passionate inner lioness. Most succinctly, I am a philosophical master-list-making beer-guzzling Hippie Geek. I have been employed at a University parking office, numerous retail shops, as a data entry ghoul, and a veterinary technician. My journey has desensitized me to being snapped at and crapped upon, encouraging me to masochistically throw my heart into the world of attempted authorship.

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