Awoken Again

I was awoken this morning at a half past three, from a startling sound of a high octave C I heard an F and a G, or was that a staccato E? Whatever note it was, it was disrupting me. Then a D sharp and a lower octave B "Oh my God, the tune is torturing me." Then Hark! A smile of silence and I knew I'd be O.K. But while dozing off to sleepy land I was jolted with an A. "This is NOT o.k. I tell you, to wake me up like this from my rest. This bleeding eared tune I'm hearing now is putting me to the test!" So I get up to see what's the matter, as the cat jumps from the piano down to the floor. And smugly grinned and said, "What? A mew would have been to simple just to have you come open up the door."