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Thanks to some human invention called Daylight Saving Time, we were awake early, but we still had our morning choir practice.
So sleepy still.
Once a year, Hu-Dad plays a mean trick and enters something called Daylight Saving Time where we have to get up an hour earlier. He seems to take great delight in waking us up, since the other 364 days of the year we usually wake him up. Go figure.
Anyway, we were sleepily hanging out on the deck when we decided it was time for morning choir practice.
Q and QNTE handing a duet.
We actually have practice several times a day, but morning always seems to be the most robust. After a night of sleeping indoors, it is a good way for us to let all of the woodland creatures know that we are back outside.
Typhoon’s solo. A loud and raucous solo.
Also note that we have a long standing rule. If Hu-Dad has the video camera, we immediately stop singing. We know some of you are going to ask for a video, so we thought we would just explain why that doesn’t happen often.
Frankie didn’t quite have the energy this morning to stand for practice.
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Well yes I was going to be one of those viewers asking for a video! But I totally understand the immediate quietness if the choir once the video camera emerges. Maybe one day they’ll choose to share their concert with the rest of their fans! ???
Do Kiska and Cheoah sing? Or as head of security and resident redhead are they exempt from choir practice? I mean someone has to be the director and I can see Kiska being in charge of organization and compliance with QNTE’s commands
And to be fair I don’t think Frankie was laying down on the job he was just reaching for those deep base notes
It’s a very physical job…. Lol
Miss Kiska is the Choir Mistress – she leads song-time virtually every time. And Miss Cheese loves to sing as well. We are quite the vocal choir.
Mom sez: I sure miss those impromptu choir practices that Ice ‘n Ayla used to have. Ice doesn’t much bother anymore, and Ebby, well, the only times she sings is when her supper is in process, and not coming fast enough, and then it’s more like a complaint!