I have 3 corgis...the first sound of a latch being undone on my guitar case has them converging on me from whereevr they were, waiting expectantly until I start playing...then they all settle around me and stay til I'm done. My dulcimere does not illicit this interest, and my efforts at the harmonica were given up years ago as just getting it out of the drawer causes Emily to bark nonstop.

I play often on my front porch, with a yard full of ancient elms...and it is no coincidence, I think, as it happens every time, that within a few minutes playing I'm competing with voluminous birdsong, especially in the summer. Makes me smile, every time.....