Yuki, almost every time hearing the sounds of the piano, brings a ball and insists that I play with him. Politely insists. It’s unclear why his desire to play is linked to the sound of the piano. I think the logic is something like, “Ah, master, you seem to have nothing to do. Well, in that case, you have your beloved dog.”
“… at the sound of the flute — loses his will”


