Zip is king of every inch of Bedlam Farm. Wherever we go – even to gather wood for the stoves, Zip is already there or on the way. I see that the rooftop of the woodshed is now his favorite sleeping spot, not our heated Cat House in the Barn, which was my idea and perhaps unnecessary. Zip cares nothing about cold or snow. He doesn’t like rain and ice. Maria has put a box up there stuffed with blankets and towels, and when it rains or gets below zero and icy, that’s often where he goes. Wherever we go, when we look up, he is looking at us or down on us.