Having a little jam session with cats and dogs - they are a great audience, or so I thought. Turns out Baby Puddy is a critic - and a harsh one at that. I'm singing and playing away and she saunters over, jumps up on the couch and then presses her paws against my mouth.
How much clearer of a message could she send out? Her other way of telling me that I am making her ears bleed - she goes into my guitar case and shreds my sheet music.
Your audience might appreciate you much more if you had your back up vocalist singing John Lennon's "Imagine" with you.
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