Prompted by this thread I rang my dad for stories of animals onstage at Covent Garden and what a lot of memories came flooding back for him! (He was in the ROH chorus for about 20 years.)
Ah, for the good old days of the golden calf that did what no operatic one was ever supposed to do in Moses und Aron!...
Re Moses... he says the stage was full of animals - goats, calves etc- "All the noise had quite an effect on their bowels...the pong was quite something. The stage was awash by the end of the show and we had a hell of a job not to slip, especially as we were on a slope." Sounds delightful!
Does the ancient Royal Opera production of La Boheme still give Musetta a real lapdog?
He says that the little dog which was in the production in the 70s actually belonged to a female member of the chorus, who looked on anxiously as he was passed from waiter to waiter at the end of the act.
The post-war Boris production at the Garden (still going strong when I saw it with Christoff in the lead during the early 1970s) had a very fine horse for one of Dmitri's entrances.
Apparently, when he was standing in the wings waiting to go on, that horse would whinny back to the strings' whinny in the orchestra - if I had a score I could quote it, it's obviously a very realistic musical whinny - what higher praise could Mussorgsky have than that?
My dad recalls that many of the animals belonged to a lady, he thinks Finnish, with a small farm. She'd often accompany her animals onstage, and being very slight, could pass as a page boy. She would come onstage with Alfio's horse in Cav, mingling with the chorus, petting him as Alfio sang his song.
The audience was highly amused one night as a chorus member went offstage and returned with a rather modern-looking dustpan and brush to clean up after the donkey in Carmen.
The old Covent Garden production of Don Carlo had a very impressive pair of hounds for Philip to walk on with -- were they Irish wolfhounds?
Yes they were, and he says Christoff used to upstage Elisabetta singing her farewell to the Countess by petting and playing with them.
A memory of mine now. There were cats strolling across the stage during Madam Butterfly in Verona - but of course there weren't meant to be!