I'm glad I'm not alone in imparting life to inanimate objects. I suppose it started with toys as a child and now reaches somewhat ridiculous levels at times. A saying found inside an old violin and well known among those who build instruments:

I was alive in the forest.
I was cut by the cruel axe.
In life I was silent.
In death, I sweetly sing.

Some instruments don't fit us, are of a sound that is not right for us..........but all have a personality and an individualism of their own.

Spaw