my dogs love music, or at least they are very tolerant of mine. i am utterly grateful that whatever i sing and wherever inside my home, i have some very honest audiences. They also keep changing their positions depending upon the venue i chose to sing in. They never object when i sing a raga inappropriate to the hour of the day or the season or even if my swaras sometimes go haywire (if at all). They are immediately mesmerized when i play my tanpura, they just know it is time to relax and take it easy...as long as their packleader is singing. i am utterly grateful for their patience and learning and i sometimes think maybe it is their destiny too that they had to come into the home of a person like me- to be such discerning audiences afterall:). past life karma eh!
though the newest dog dash comes from a different setting, the interesting thing about him is that he comes from a family of another artist- a painter. so i clearly know that dogs have their destinies and if it is art and literature, some dogs have it in them!
