That brings back fond memories - when I was young we had a cat who liked to sit on the far right of the piano while I practiced. When he'd had enough, he'd walk the entire length of the piano before jumping down. I was still able to practice till then!
It'd be one thing if he stayed where he was... But he follows my hands around. Wherever I want to play, he lays.
That's funny for a few minutes, but not if you really want to play. Boots just laid up at the far end and watched. I even have a picture somewhere.
I had a "fur stole"... a cat who would consent to being draped around my neck, inside my jacket collar, while I did outdoor chores on cold Minnesota evenings.Warmer for both of us!--helen
Helen,Now that's a USEFUL cat!
Maybe the cat was trying to remember how to play Zez Confrey's "Kitten on the Keys", like Zez shows Babe Ruth at about 3:15 into the 1930s movie clip, "Home Run on the Keys." A recent version of the 1921 feline piano music is played by Frederick Hodges.
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