This may be stretching the thread a bit but...it's a true story

"The Power of Music Over Drugs"

I try to play the piano a bit every day--don't always get to. I'm not making much progress, I'm just trying not to lose the pieces I can play. One of the cats of the household seems to like my music and likes to sit on top of the piano and listen ( as I've mentioned in another thread). Saturday night she was lolling around in the basement in a box with some catnip in it--had some catnip on her fur. But as soon as she heard me start playing the Moonlight Sonata ( I can do the first two movements-------definitely not the 3rd) (she also likes the Vaughan Williams setting of "On Linden Lea") she dragged herself out of her drug-induced stupor, came right up from the basement, jumped on the keyboard (there are always some 20th century chords in the Moonlight when she does this) and took up her accustomed position on top of the piano