Zip is more regal and settled by the day. He perches on the back porch table like a King on the Throne. That is his headquarters, from which he rules over Bedlam Farm. I take photos of Zip when he is waiting for me.

The shot above was taken this morning when I attended our meeting.

Zip looks quite regal; he is growing into the life of the farm before my own eyes. I am his adopted human, his rescue human, perhaps.

Thanks for your many messages of appreciation for photos of Zip. I love them myself, and so many other people love them two. That makes me very happy; I love doing something helpful to others.

Here are two scenes from today I liked. I’m not stupid. Zip is the most photogenic animal I’ve yet encountered.

This shot above is unique. Zip sometimes sits in the driveway waiting for me when I go out, almost mournfully. He never comes near the right and sits where Zinnia sits when she comes out with me when I get the mail.

Zip waits patiently for me to drive the car into the driveway; he always gets out of the way. Today, Zip jumped in my vehicle for the first time when I went out to get some dog food. I shooed him out, but I knew it was just a matter of time before he tried to come along for a ride. Maybe one day. This was a touching sight.