We all know how much Louis Catorze hates the sound of the guitar.
However, poor Catorze hates the guitar even when it’s not being played. In fact, he hates it so much that, when Cat Daddy picked it up the other day to move it to one side, the little sod ran for the hills.
Here he is, waiting anxiously to see whether things will go from bad (Cat Daddy picking up the Discordant Instrument of Doom) to worse (Cat Daddy playing it):

Luckily, this time, they didn’t; they remained just “bad”, and Catorze soon cautiously pitter-pattered back to us. But Cat Daddy practises every day, for at least an hour (usually more). So, sooner or later, “worse” will happen.
In stark contrast to Catorze, here is his cat-cousin Rodan, sneaking into the practice session of his human brother, aged eleven. It’s not a resounding yes to the cello, but it’s certainly an “I’m interested” …
Maybe Cat Daddy should switch to string rather than percussion? Or even singing, which seemed to work for this lady and her cat (click in and scroll down for the video)?
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