She sat up tall when the music started, ears perked, chest puffed out like she was preparing for a grand performance. And then — that first howl. Soft at first, then louder, then full of emotion like she truly believed she was part of the choir.
Every note she “sang” came with dramatic flair, eyes closed, tail wagging, completely lost in the moment. It was silly and sweet and somehow… beautiful. She made Christmas feel even more magical.
By the end, she looked around proudly, as if expecting applause. And honestly? She deserved it. Her little carol had more heart than any song on the radio.
