To my neighbors: I am not harboring a diseased cow.
I am learning to play the cello.
And while the two may sound the same, the latter is the cause of the mournful wails coming from my house. Well, that’s not entirely true. Some of the howling may be from the dogs or the grandkids. The quarantine kitties just run under the bed.
It’s not easy, the cello. I’ve always heard, if you can play the piano, yo…
