Zip At The Window

Last night as I sat blogging in the living room I looked up and there was Zip, looking in the window.   I watched him walk along the back of the wicker bench on the front porch, stop to take a peek into the house then walk away.

I do wonder what he thinks about the house.  It’s one of the few places on the farm that he doesn’t get to explore (my studio and our cars are the others).  But his interest never lasts long.

He has plenty to keep him busy in his kingdom outside of the house.

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