Upon hearing the sound of the didgeridoo, Shanta the lioness approached as a feline queen, sniffing and getting as close to the sound as she could.  Then came Java, her mate, who approached with a look of protective investigation.  I was playing passionately with healing intention.  At first it seemed that they might roar at me in protest.  Instead they layed down side by side with a look of humble attentiveness that touched me to my core.  I was fascinated and full of gratitude.