Our friend sent us a link to a musical cat. We think it looks like a put-up job, but Dinah tells us she has heard of this cat before. She says this cat lives with a music teacher. We think maybe Dinah should live with a music teacher; just saying.
Playing piano is easy-peasy! Look
Yes, well, I was rubbing my head along the keys in a clever little prriff*But it took her so long to focus her picture-box she only caught me scowling at her Hoover!I do wish she wouldn’t leave that blasted thing right where we have to walk!
Sporran here. I have been practising my percussion solo. All these pods that rattle down onto the roof gave me the idea. Of course, they’d sound much better on glass or china, but Dinah seems less than keen on that idea so I have to play outside.
And then She got in the way when she was taking pictures of this…
She says it’s one of these, but she isn’t sure which. She also says it’s a female. I think it might be called “snack.” Oh yes – one more thing, just in case you think it’s a great big scary spider: it’s not very big; that’s a small moth which Mrs. Spider is eating, not spider’s head! See?
We have to hand this back to Dinah now as she has loads of work to do. So she says.
Musicians call it an “ostinato” or riff, but when done with an accompanying purr we cats know it as prriff. OK?