Despite what I wrote two days ago, it's gratifying when your cat reacts reverentially to the music you're playing. It amused me Saturday when my cat, Collette, started tapping her tail against a box in time to the end of "Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow" by Boots Randolph and Tommy Newsom's Jazztet.
Later, I was just as impressed when Collette sat perfectly still on my lap, seemingly transfixed by side one of a Paul Mauriat Christmas LP.
The next night, it was heartwarming to see her close her eyes and smile as I petted the sides of her face in time to Edward Gerhard's guitar rendition of "Silent Night."
In case anyone doubts that cats have strong senses of rhythm, reverence, or taste...
