I brought this hat back from Venice when we were living in Florence a few years ago. I know – it’s more of a Henry James than a Jane Austen thing. Mittens has that world-weary look of the perpetual traveler. Maybe it’s Mr. Wickham on one of his post-marital sojourns while Lydia visits Pemberley. Jane Austen mentions London and Bath but he could have taken a quick jaunt to Venice. He definitely looks like he may have had too much of a good thing.
Poor Mittens; he was not a terribly excitable kitty. His main response to our taking him to live with us in Florence was to yawn.