Basking in the sun, majestically, and though his name is Blue (eyes the color blue)… I affectionately call him Aslan. And for those who’ve not read C.S. Lewis, The Chronicles Narnia, I highly recommend it. You’ll get to know Aslan.
I love the scene in The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe where the mice eat away at the ropes tying down the already dead Aslan. Then after He is resurrected he gives a speech that brings us symbolically to the cross which Christ died on for us.
“’It means’, said Aslan, ‘that though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of Time. But if she could have looked a little further back, into the stillness and the darkness before Time dawned, she would have read there a different incantation. She would have known that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor’s stead, the Table (symbolic of the veil torn in the temple after Christ gave up His spirit) would crack and Death itself would start working backwards.” (The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe)