if you say it's a seat cover then it's a seat cover. a rose is a rose is a rose. can't you smell that smell. you may call it a seat cover but I would call it a dust mitt stuffed with pot holders and safety pinned over this guy's saddle. I wanted to look away but I was drawn to it like the lone chunk of styrofoam washed up on an otherwise pristine beach. for me it evokes a prehistoric bird or a maybe a star wars character.