As regular readers may know, I recently moved to the Isle of Wight on the basis of family being irreplaceable, wonderful, special, and better on another island. Of course, when you move almost as far south in the UK as you can go, you’re bound to encounter cats from the farthest reaches of northern Europe…wearing Star Wars costumes.
Yes, on a beach near Ryde, I met two Norwegian Forest Cats, named Princess Leia and Master Luke, adorned in Star Wars coats. Of course I did. To be clear, I hadn’t been on the catnip when this happened. The cats concerned were two absolutely beautiful Norwegians from Wiltshire (the plot thickens) and they didn’t actually tell me their own names and ages, but rather the information was conveyed by their wonderfully…
