Little Harold was practicing the violin in the living
room while his father was trying to read in the den.
The family dog was lying in the den, and as the
screeching sounds of little Harold’s violin reached
his ears, he began to howl loudly.
The father listened to the dog and the violin as long
as he could. Then he jumped up, slammed his paper to
the floor and yelled above the noise, "For pity’s sake,
can’t you play something the dog doesn’t know