Next time you decide to run down to the pet store to buy Rufus or Fido a new toy think very carefully about what they might want. Maybe a new bone, a new rawhide, new squeaky toy, or maybe, just maybe a new lightsaber. And when you get home and they come running up to you trying to stuff their noses in the bag, let them. And then sit back and watch as their eyes light up and a grin forms across their sharp teeth, and as they start drooling over the fact they now have their very own lightsabers. And remember, the lightsaber is for them…NOT YOU!!!!