Hey, I wanted to tell you another Lulu story.
Yesterday the girls and I had a totally lazy Sunday - curled up on the couch, fire in the fireplace, iPod shuffling on the stereo while I played with computer games.
The iPod's choices had me laughing, and of course I like to sing along with the songs I know.
Jessica Molasky-Pizzarelli (she's current Broadway Royalty, and her husband is a Jazz great. They often perform and record together) was singing a jazzy version of "Not Getting Married" from "Company" when, all of a sudden, Lulu reared up and made a noise like a scream.
It's not unusual for her to react to dogs, horses, kitties, or other furry faces on the television screen, but there was no such thing to have gotten her attention. It was the song!
She arched her back, like a cat, ran down the doggy steps, and smacked her paw against the iPod - to turn off the music! After two well-placed smacks it was silent.
Satisfied, she slowly climbed back up onto the couch and took up her previous position in a furry ball between my feet. As she snuggled down she lifted one eyelid and glanced up at me, to make sure I "got it."
