
Sundays With Tabs the Cat, Makeup and Beauty Blog Mascot, Vol. 516

Even as a sci-fi nerd, my knowledge of Star Wars canon pales in comparison to Tabs’. (He, El Hub and Connor LOVED the Clone Wars and watched every episode of Star Wars Rebels together.)
Anyway, this morning Tabs pulled me aside on our walk and told me, with great seriousness, that I was Sith…which I kinda suspected for a while, but you know, now it’s official.
While we were walking around, there was a lot of talk about a disturbance in the force… I think it has to do with all of the Harris sightings lately.
When I asked Tabs about his tie, he gave me much more info than I needed about the prequels. Then I jokingly asked why he didn’t have Jabba the Hutt on his tie, because I used to call him that back in the day, and he just gave me a dirty look before proceeding to investigate the neighbor’s cacti.
We’ve received some reports of Harris being in the vicinity.
I mean, I don’t even know why Tabs and Harris can’t be friends.