So My Cat Digs Metallica

I was minding my own business, reading a book and listening to classical music when my husband blew through the bedroom door and said "Alexa, play heavy metal!" I rolled my eyes when Imagine Dragons came on. Soon enough, Metallica and "Enter Sandman" was playing and in popped Roosevelt, the cat.

He searched all around the room until he zeroed in on the source of the music: my little white Echo Dot. I couldn't tell if he liked the music or not, but as James Hetfield kept singing, Roosevelt planted his butt right on the Echo Dot and patiently listened until "Enter Sandman" was done. Next up was Godsmack, so he took off and I switched back to classical.

So do I have a metal cat? I think so, but perhaps a very discerning one. I mean, how could he be anything else? He hangs out with me when I listen to Aerosmith and Motley Crue, too. I bet he'd hiss if Staind popped up on a playlist.