As my little overload of Chewbaca Cuteness ages I get heavy hearted. Where oh where is the thief of time? I want 13 years back please. This little guy, my little man, little bundle of fur named Chewbaca has given me so very much Joy and unconditional Love over the last 13 years. As he ages he has gone deaf and now his vision is going. When he blankly stares without focus and sways his head side to side I laugh. He has the Stevie Wonder moves down perfectly. Despite his old age ailments he is as happy as the day I brought him home. So for now my heart is full of deep Gratitude because the dear Lord Blessed me with another day with my Cute Chewbaca.