.. I kept a rented piano in a rented garage under a block of flats. I would go there sometimes to practice, as my living arrangements at the time didn't permit a piano - and good digital pianos were yet to be invented. (By which I mean, not the common crappy electric keyboard, but a proper 7 octave simulation, with keys weighted in imitation of the real thing. And you can use those with headphones, so they're good for anywhere.)

Anyhoo, i would start practicing some little piece or 2, and a cute little local cat would always wander in, look at me for a while, and then jump on my lap purring. - Nice feedback, but distracting.