Bless His Heart
Walter stays right by me wherever I'm in the house, or he's right by my husband. Bless his heart, Walter even stays right by me when I practice guitar.
The first time I played, he whined a little, but then, he never did it again. He didn't even whine when I sang, and believe me, I don't have a good singing voice. But just the other day, when I was practicing, Walter came very close to the neck of the guitar and rested his whole face on the strings to mute them. I hope that's not a commentary on how I sound!