Share:
- Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook
- Share on X (Opens in new window) X
- Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr
- Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest
- Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn
- Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email
- Print (Opens in new window) Print
That’s something. He really loves the music.
My little cat isn’t that adamant about music, but she does seem to enjoy when I play, frequently laying on my lap, and sometimes watching my hands, intently. One night, some years back, I woke up in the night and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I grabbed a guitar and played for a while, seated on my bed, with the lights off. When it was time to put the guitar back, I turned on the lights, and could see that she was sitting directly in front of me, taking in the music. I’ve had other cats that would leave the room when I plugged into the guitar amp, but not her.
Buster did not like music of any kind. At Christmas when I would put on Christmas music he would go upstairs.
I had a cat that would snarl at me and leave the room if I plugged my guitar in.
I hope that didn’t hurt your feelings. Just kidding.
I just thought it was funny. He was a lovely cat, but seemed very sensitive to sounds. When we had band practice here, he would hide. A big Tomcat, but very gentle and even shy.
That’s the way Buster was. A darling great big boy.
This tomcat was large, but exceptionally gentle. One night, I was late coming home from work. A friend was at my place waiting, and told me that the cat seemed worried. When I got home, I picked him up and he buried his head against me for several minutes. He was a very gentle giant.
That’s the way Buster was. Anybody that came to the door, he greeted. I called him the social director. He would help the TV repairman, etc. He weighed close to 20 pounds with not an ounce of fat on him. A big red boy.
This cat loved to flirt with women. It was funny, and consistent. A friend came over to play some music and brought his adult daughter. As soon as she sat down he went over and started in on his “i’m a very cute kitty” routine. This wasn’t the first time, or the last time. He was the feline version of a lady’s man.