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<font face="Courier New, Courier, monospace">Then there was that voice
teacher with the cockatiel. The solfege was funny enough, <br>
and the one-sided telephone conversation, complete with helpful coos
and uh-huhs, <br>
with just enough silence in between. But when the darned thing started
singing <br>
arpeggios I just about split a gut. <br>
<br>
Susan<br>
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Larry Fisher RPT wrote:
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<div>It’s been a few years since I’ve told this story ........</div>
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<div>Minuet is a small dog suitable for a floor mop on the end of a
long handle. The piano is against an inside “orphaned” wall so that
you can chase kids, dogs and what ever else you might care to, in
circles passing through the living room and the kitchen as you go. The
owner showed me to the piano and disappeared into the basement. During
the course of tuning, Minuet decided to practice for an upcoming opera
by singing a rather tender aria for me. As I’d tune, Minuet would take
a few steps and form as close to an O as possible with it’s furry
little mouth and SING!!! Oh my gosh, what a pretty song of doggy love
....... in Italian of course ............. and to hear such musical
lyrics with such a theatrical display. I felt ........ special
.......... charmed ........ to be able to be witness to such talent,
even if it was only a practice session. I can still see Minuet holding
it’s fur balled head up so high as if singing to the heavens as he’d
take a step or two and recite a few more lines of the love story
......... and with such spirit!! I have no clue as to the nature of
the story but it sure sounded like he was jilted by a French Poodle and
left in the rain when along came an Afghan with it’s long and free
flowing fur covering it’s eyes as it gazed upon Minuet from above. OK
I’ll stop there.</div>
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<div>I never laughed so hard!!</div>
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<div>I called my then 92 year old father and woke him up from his nap
(two hour time difference) to share with him the ability of an Alaskan
Husky. I’d play a note repeatedly and the dog would try to match it.
I then played “How much is that doggie in the window” and the dog kept
a good solid O shape and strong will to perform throughout the song.
Dad still laughs about this at age 95. The dog needs a bit more time
to improve it’s tone recognition.</div>
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<div>Yep!! Ya never know the talent you’re going to find sitting the
front row.</div>
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