On our way home from dinner at our favorite Italian place, I started singing to my husband in the voice I normally use for making the cats lay their ears back before I chase them around the house. Yes, I'm 5, don't judge me. This voice is particularly resonant in a car, what with all of the glass. In the subsequent laughter, we named this the a-harmonic cat clef. If I ever see it in sheet music, I fully expect the clef will look like a hello kitty head at a 30 degree angle. The only way to make it more horrifying would be to add Cthulhu tentacles.
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