Lost Creek Hollow down here all the fish is happy

Yes!

She held his attention entirely as she prepared to sing for him. His ears cupped forward, and his mouth held an unwavering grin while his tail (ever happy thing that it was) swept back and forth excitedly. He did not know what to expect of her, but he expected to be delighted either way for it would not matter if she squawked like a dying bird he would have been thrilled to hear her sing at his request. But what he heard caused his jaw to slacken; he was stunned. She had an incredibly melodious voice.

"Woo!" he barked enthusiastically when she finished speaking, lifting up on his paws "Bella, my dear, you are amazing!" He shook his head. "Ya blew me away," he winked. After a moment of grinning like a fool he shared with her what singing often meant for him. "I started singing as a way to cope with sadness," he said. "It really lifts the spirit. I think more wolves should sing."