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that I have many times plagued the poor 

 dog by thus sending her backwards and 

 forwards. Her looks were often very 

 comical. The other dog evidently hated 

 music would try to push a player from the 

 piano, go out of hearing, and show other 

 unmistakable signs of dislike. A band 

 would draw one dog out to listen, while 

 the other rushed away to hide. In one 

 house the dog first mentioned had, for some 

 reason or other, a particular objection to 

 the room where the piano was, and never 

 willingly stayed there. Music would bring 

 her in, but only to sigh and moan, evidently 

 in great pity for herself at being obliged to 

 listen under such (to her) trying conditions. 

 From these and other observations I am 

 convinced that there is the musical dog as 

 well as the unmusical, just as with human 

 beings. D. 



