The Meow Song

The Meow Song

I have written about how Mum loves to sing when I play the piano and most evenings, we have great sing-alongs. 

During these sessions, Blackie can quite often be found outside Mum's bedroom, "standing guard," as it were, or curled up on the carpet in the hall. 

A couple of evenings ago, we were running through the repertoire, and started singing "Now Is The Hour," a Maori song from the war years.  The first line of the lyric is "...Now is the hour, when we must say goodbye..."  and the way the music flows, in a lilting waltz, frequently gives rise to the temptation of adding a "Meow" at the end of each line. 

Usually, this rather daft addition passes off with a bit of a smile, with Mum singing away merrily in full voice; on this occasion, we were joined by Blackie and, exactly on the beat, as we sang "...goodbye..." Blackie stood in the middle of Mum's bedroom and went "Meow!" How I carried on playing without dissolving into a fit of the giggles, I don't know. 

"Soon you'll be sailing, far across the sea..." sang Mum, and in came Blackie, again perfectly on cue, with "Meow!"

It is not a long song, and Blackie stayed with us, adding his inimitable solo spot, right to the end.

He's a great cat; a wonderful pet; and, we now know, a talented performer as well!

Cabaret Star Blackie