I generally sing in the shower, and the kitchen, and my studio, and just ab out anywhere I happen to be.
Well it has been a wet summer so far, and I am more than a bit allergic to mold. So my chest is full, my head is stuffed, my throat is tight, and I a m in no fit state to sing nursery rhymes much less my usual repertoire.
So I was silent in the shower recently. Well mon chat Jericho likes to keep tabs on all of us. He often follows an y of us into various rooms, including into the bathroom, just to make sure bears don't eat us when he is not looking. He had followed me into the bat hroom on the occasion of my silent shower. So when I am half scrubbed and working at keeping soap out of my eyes, he jumps down off the hamper (his u sual bathroom perch) and begins batting at the shower curtain and _wailing_ . I jumped and blinked and got soap in my eyes, causing me to say somethin g like "yowchowawhazzat!". Jericho immediately stopped and went back to perching on the hamper. I thin k he was making sure I was still there, because he did it again a little af ter I finished giving him heck for the first time. I don't know where he t hought I was going to go, down the plug hole? Eaten by shower sharks? whis ked away to an alternate dimension? So I did my best to sing something for him while I finished with my hair, and that seemed to be alright. I found out from DD3 that he does the same thing when he follows her into the show er, and she has taken to pooh-humming in there. She could have given fair warning!
Ah, well I have been wanting to polish up my performance of ErlKonig, and m aybe breathing clean humidity and ayurvedic herb vapors at that level will help loosen up my throat and chest.
NightMist