| My neighbor will love this story. As Scott takes his Scottish (sp)
heritage very seriously. Last week he went to the Highlander Games, at
Loon Mt., NH and purchased bagpipe music and another famous singer who
sings serious ballads and funny drinking songs.
Well Scott's wife was in for a howling husband, and their cat Garfield
happened to enjoy the melodies of the bagpipes.
As Scott says the bagpipes are more than music and really enter one's
bones so if the cat enjoys it could be that there is some enchantment
for humans.
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| Since I'm in here babbling about the cats anyhow...
Tigger, (the guy with the heart pills in note 810) has VERY DEFINITE
musical tastes... He loves baroque and classical - Bach, Beethoven,
Vivaldi (a lot), Mozart is OK. When I put on what he likes he'll
actually leave his chair and go sprawl in the middle of the room where
he's properly centered between the main speakers. He DISLIKES late
classical and won't tolerate Stravinski or Mahler (especially Mahler!).
When you put on something he doesn't like, he lets you know
immediately by arising from his chair, glaring at whoever put the
offending music on, making a definite "grumph" noise and stomping from
the room stiff legged! He won't come back until the offending music is
stopped.
However, just so you won't think he's a snob, he also likes soft,
mellow jazz (Oscar Peterson, Dave Grusin, etc), although he won't
tolerate loud jazz (no Spyro Gyra) or rock in ANY form no matter how
softly - he and Tina Turner, Dire Straits, and Credence Clearwater just
aren't on speaking terms!
If I have something on that is MARGINAL he MAY stay but he'll get this
pained look on his face and fold his ears back and just generally act
like he's being badly put upon to tolerate this discordant, atonal,
garbage that some no-class human insists on assaulting his ears with!
Gismo seems oblivious to everything. She's so Type B that all music
seems tolerable to her! She'd probably even stay to listen to country
if any of the humans in the house could stand it.
Mimi, perhaps because she's an adolescent, or perhaps just because she
has no class, like rock music. When I put on Tina and crank it up for
one the house cleaning sessions she sits up on the chair and seems to
groove right along... like I said, no class!
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| Well, I tried and tried to find a nice classical radio station that
Gypsy would like, and had no luck. Most days I would come home and the radio
would be turned down really low, or the station would be tuned out and only
static would be coming through. Then one day I came home, and Gypsy had found
a nice classical station, put it on a nice soft volume and there it stayed.
He never messed with the station again!
Sabrina goes crazy when I play the piano, soft rock. She'll jump up on the
bench next to me, put her front paws on my shoulder and sing along! Either
that or she and Buki get very frisky and tumble around on the carpet together!
These cats...an endless source of pleasure and amusement!
Laura
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