Fah! Enough of the nooze! Time for something clean and sane.
Do you sing to your cat? I do; and I have better luck with it than the woman in this video. My cats like it when I sing to them. It’s only when I play the harmonica that they run away. In this they are totally unfair. My harmonica-playing is much better than my singing.
Last night Robbie joined me as I was doing dishes, and looked up at me with an air of expectancy. So I sang what has turned out to be her favorite song: “I am Iraq,” Sung to the tune of the old Simon and Garfunkel song, “I am a Rock.”
I am Iraq! I am an Iiiiiiireland!
And Iraq feels no pain. And Ireland never cries…
I could tell she liked it because she didn’t run away and hide.