Zip On His Throne

I don’t see Zip sitting on the old pink Victorian chair often.  Jon and I got it at the dump years ago.  It was in too rough shape for the house, but we couldn’t stand the thought of it being thrown away.

So we brought it home and put it in the barn.  Our barn cat Minnie used to sit on it but it hasn’t been used much since she died.  Minnie would curl up in it and sometimes the hens would join her.

But Zip uses it differently, like a little king on his throne, surveying his barn.