Zip is expanding his horizons at the farm as he settles in. Yesterday, Zinnia and Fate mistook Zip for some strange animal way out in the field and started to give chase. Zip saw them coming from far away and took off into the marsh. The dogs and Zip were both hopping up and down, but Zip took off to the west, and the dogs took off to the east and lost the trail immediately. Zip, who hurried off into the tall grass and into the woods, was long gone.
Zinnia and Fate – they love to catch them but never do; they are in it for the chase, not the kill – were completely outrun and confused. We didn’t see Zip again until dinner time. This cat can take care of himself. Zip loves the marsh; it’s teeming with mice, moles, etc.
This morning Zinnia and Zip played tag and touched noses. Fate ignored Zip. Nobody held a grudge.
This takes me right back to my black and white “Supervisor” that I named Cat-Cat. He was two parts cat, one part dog. He came running when I pulled into the driveway and provided hours of candid photography. He was my once in a lifetime cat. Zip is becoming yours. Enjoy the ride..
My, what big feet he has!
I love Zip already!
He is so cute that he doesn’t look real!