We had a concert in our living room last night. Wen played the piano and within a few minutes, all three of us Scotties had assumed a listening position on the loveseat.
Evidently, we appreciate music and as per usual, we were an attentive audience for the (mostly Stevie Wonder) piano selections.
As we lounged on the loveseat and listened, no one moved until the music stopped and then it was as if we were waking up from a trance. Apparently, music not only soothes the savage beast, but also the silly Scotties!
