I placed a basket of flowers on top of the piano to be sure Pearl would not be able to get to them. Because she was so ill as a kitten, she does not climb or jump onto furniture. In this case, I failed to estimate her "jumpability". She has her own pet dog, and often I find her on the floor, with Jack firmly tugging on one of her ears, pulling her across the floor. Shortly the tables will reverse and Pearl will be sitting on top of the dog and neither of them mind.
In this photo, she reminds me of the stoic photos I see of people posing at the turn-of-the-century.