Zip is not phased by snow, rain, or wind. He’d make a great Post Office Cat.
The generator rattled him for a few minutes, but when Zip got rattled, he moved slowly and carefully and went right up to what was bothering him.
He crept up to the loud generator and touched his nose to it, then hopped onto the porch and hid a bit in the wicker chair, studying the generator carefully but not running away.
I’ve rarely seen him run away from anything.
When I came out looking for him for our morning meeting, he was right there, peering out from behind the chair. Zip is only afraid of trucks and cars coming down the road, which is a good thing.
Like all great Barn Cats, he knows his limits, but when it comes to the farm, he doesn’t seem to have many.
Yesterday, we couldn’t find him, and he emerged from the hay loft; he has figured out how to climb the ladder up to the barn loft and has managed to drive out the pigeons. We haven’t seen a rat for quite a while two. Go, Zip. And he has never missed a morning meeting with me. It’s part of my daily schedule.
I love hearing about zip every day and seeing pictures of him. So disappointed if nothing is posted about zip
Thanks Mary, But I can’t and shouldn’t write about him every day…he’s very interesting and I’m sure I’ll have reason to take his picture and write about him. But it won’t be every day.
I absolutely love your covering of Zips escapades! And his pics, of course. You are a great writer of stories! Thank you. Love you Zip!!
About the generator: “Well, if it isn’t moving toward me, that’s maybe OK. If it makes one move, I’m OUTTA HERE.”
I’ll bet you one plugged nickle he marks it, though. In that video of Zip and someone having a peaceful face off, Zip was marking the barn behind him. “MINE!” That’s what the quivering erect tail is all about. They slowly approached and finally touched noses, if I recall correctly.