Friday, January 29, 2010

My throne

Originally posted January 16, 2007

He rapped the throne with a knuckle. "Do you know why this seat was quarried so flat and angular? So that no one would sit comfortably on it..."


Hrothgar to Eragon from Eragon by Christopher Paolini

Throughout the centuries, thrones have been a symbol of power. Typically, when we think of thrones now, images of high-backed chairs layered in gold filigree and adorned with intricate scrolling with red velvet cushions come to mind. Kings, queens, and even gods themselves were bestowed with such honorable places for sitting, and true to my namesake, I am no different.

My throne is unlike most that exist in the world. There exists a special bond between its soft contours and my extended frame, one that cannot be broken by the fact that I did not purchase it. No other throne in the world presents so many choices, angles, and positions by which to lay, sit, or bathe. Perhaps this was due to great foresight on the part of my pet when she secured my majestic seat.

Originally, black, glistening leather covered the entire length and width of my precious throne. The rounded arm rests puckered with fullness, and the seat cushions provided a firmness beyond compare. The sleek back stood strong in contrast to the rolling lines of the front portion, and no knick or tear was to be found.

That is, until my sister, Isis, decided to redecorate.

With envy burrowed into her heart, she scratched and clawed viciously into the corners of my throne's frame. She ripped its beautiful leather skin wide open, tore out chunks of its white, fluffy innards, and scattered the remnants of her attacks across the living room floor. Her eyes held madness within them as she kneaded the cushions with her needle-point claws, leaving trails upon trails of tiny pinpricks along the fabric. I could only watch in dismay as I saw my perfect fulcrum destroyed.

Apparently, I was not the only one to be in mourning over the desecration for my pet also suffered. No one came over to our abode for months as my pet believed the blasphemy of my throne to be an embarassment, a sign of her poor housekeeping skills. I remember watching how my pet would slink onto the throne with a deep, regrettable sigh, and the immediate wince that arose when she would hear the leather ache and groan from its open wounds.

Our sadness came to an end, though, with the gift of a royal slipcover. Cords of green design stretched across the sturdy fabric while thick bands of cloth tied in bows secured it to the sovereign seat. The pet tucked, tugged, and toiled with smoothing out the wrinkles and imperfections until one could almost mistake the luscious, verdant textile as the original.

I truly have never been happier.

But I am wiser.

Never again will I let the comforts of my throne pull me away from keeping a closer eye on those who would dare oppose my seat of power. Never again will I sit idly by while my enemies attack that which is most precious to me. Never again will I tolerate the mockery of my throne by others.

Consider this a warning, Isis.

The couch is mine.

19 comments:

Anonymous said...

Zeus, I am not trying to flirt with you or anything because I am not that kinda girl-cat but I do think you look ever so handsome, especially in your main blog pic - and very 'knowing' and urbane too. purr FAZ

Anonymous said...

Wow, Zeus! I am glad you reclaimed yer throne. Isis was a bad kitty.

Anonymous said...

you move your furry butt in Zeus and reclaim what is yours!

Anonymous said...

Um...I think Faz is flirting with you and it's making me insanely jealous!

I just may have to come to your house and "redecorate" your slip cover to mark my territory.

Word to the females trolling for Zeus: "He's mine!"

;)

Anonymous said...

Zeus, I don't want to get in the middle of the brewing cat fight between Faz and Kukka-Maria... just going to say "good on you, mate" for standing up for what is yours. Isis has had fair warning. If she's wise she'll heed it...

Kimo & Sabi said...

WE have not claime any particular throne yet, though Daddykitty has one in the litter boys room, and Mommakitty's is in the fambly room and it gives good massages! We likes sitting in her lap 'cause it feels like she's purring!

Anonymous said...

My kids' favorite book is Eregon, or Eragon, or Oregon, or however it's spelled :)

Nice tie-in on the throne theme!

Anonymous said...

Oooh....I would have hated to have been in Isis's shoes--er, paws--when you discovered what she'd done to your throne!

Anonymous said...

That was a beautiful tribute. sigh.
It reminds me of my throne. I don't have a sibling to attack mine, but I do have to watch the daddy, he often tries to steel my fleece Purdue blankie that covers my favorite corner of my couch.

Anonymous said...

PS I added you to my linkies, i hope you don't mind...

Renee said...

I didn't like it much when Lilly tried to redecorate my throne. She has her own throne to do whatever she wants with it...she's decided it looks good the way it is.

Anonymous said...

I dunno, Zeus ... Kukka-Maria claims that you are hers, but I'm sure that she and I can work out a weekday "odds and evens" letting Faz have you on weekends. Sound good?
DMM

George, Tipper, Max & Misty said...

You do look quite regal relaxing atop your newly refurbished throne. Will Isis be allowed to sit on the corner furthest from you?

Derby said...

Wow, that was serious redecorating by Isis. You need a new throne, one that Isis needs to stay away from.

sage said...

this is great! Zeus vrs Iris!

Orlando Bun said...

I think DKM would lock in the bathroom forever if I did that!

Jake and Bathsheba said...

You tell her, Zeus! Long live the king!

I have a throne too, but mine is a million blankets and comforters piled high on the bottom end of the bed in the cat (aka) computer room. Ah, the comfort. I'm lying there now as I dictate to my secretary.

~Jake

Anonymous said...

A guy's throne is not to be tampered with . . . ever! It's just that simple.

Cheysuli said...

It's important to have a throne Zeus and I am glad that you were able to reclaim it from Isis