Doggone fiddle

A humorous observation: when I first began playing last year, my pets ran in terror if they saw me reaching for the fiddle case. They went to the furthest corners of the house until I was finished playing and then returned warily. These days, all three dogs routinely sleep at my feet while I practice. Even Sasha, a very high-strung and nervous little kitty, has stopped bolting at the sight of me putting bow to string. I must be doing something right, or perhaps they've all gone deaf (smile).