The job was to evaluate a used, well-known name, grand piano. The customer had purchased it only a week before and was anxious to know if his money was well-spent. (Why don't they ask before they spend it?)
Anyway, the estimate was a combination thing of checking the piano and also determining whether a climate control system should be installed.
The client could have spent twice the amount and still have gotten a very good deal. He was happy to hear that. It was determined that it would be best to wait and see on the climate control system and also decided that he would have it tuned during the first half of April.
Jake, my helper on this Saturday morning venture, was a Jack Russell Terrier (I think). Actually, by Jake's behavior, I'm darn well certain that's the breed. While Jake clamored for attention, I did a quick check on the tuning. Supposedly the piano had not been tuned for over a year...and it had just been moved. All things considered, it sounded remarkably good.
Except for two bass notes which I offered to touch up while I was there.
I opened my tuning kit and grabbed my tuning lever. Jake watched, then settled down under the piano. Other than a couple grrrrrrs Jake was quiet...and seemingly motionless.
I should have wondered.
Jake was a thief. While my tuning kit was open on the floor, Jake stole my upright lid prop and settled in with his new 'bone'.
|Mauled lid prop with the leather half chewed off and very soggy|
I'll remember Jake the Thief when I go back to tune. My tool kit and my newly releathered lid prop will remain well out of reach!