I hate to say it, but for musicians, canines may actually be our most avid listeners and devoted fans. It reminds me of the French film, Tous Les Matins du Monde, about an eighteenth century cellist who decided to leave the court and go back to the farm he was raised on ... When a visitor told him the nobleman would like for him to return to the ensemble, he replied, "My ducks and pigs make a better audience." It kind of hit home after my having had the aforementioned experience while doggy sitting. It makes me wonder if dogs and primitive man share a collective memory of the shindigs around the campfire after dinner when you say about the kids gathering around, and indeed that was my experience with my fuzzy wards at the time.

Well, thank you! Sometimes I don't comprehend to which depth those around me are experiencing the moment we share, but you're making it clear it was as profound to you as it was for me. I recall we were about to get one last jam going in the last ten minutes and the conversation flowed such that the next time I looked at the clock we ran seventeen minutes past the scheduled end time. Certainly an experience I will enjoy participating in again ... Is it every Wednesday?