As she does every quatorze juillet , Mom woke up singing La Marseillaise to celebrate what we Americans call Bastille Day! She can't help herself. Neither could we, so we just covered our ears with our paws until she was done.
It happens just once a year, so we forgave her. (After all, she does let us bark our heads off most mornings at 6:39 am.)
Joyeux fete to all our friends in France and to all francophiles everywhere!!!