Music and Me

My household is almost never quiet during daytime. My human likes music. Most of the time it’s the kind that don’t hurt my ears. On rare occasions the sound gets a bit … too much. That’s when I retreat into the bedroom to sleep. Lately, I haven’t been needing to do that.

These past few days the music has intensified. It’s no longer just sound, it has become visual too. In the evening, when we usually watch quiet (in comparison) programs about animals and other interestingly moving objects or creatures, we now watch music. There’s humans moving about to the music. Sometimes. I like movement. I find it soothing if it’s calm but highly entertaining if there’s speed behind it. Birds have speed at times, which brings me to this…

I enjoy this. It’s borderline difficult for my hearing to process this but it’s still calm. This human doesn’t move a lot, which is a shame, but there are plenty of other things that move. Like the drops. I especially like the golden bird behind this human in the end. It flaps its wings, though not as much as it would require to get me in chase mode. It needs much more speed for that. Preferably moving out of sight while in speed. I have a whole ‘smörgåsbord’ of that outside my window. No golden birds there though.