Yeah! Because the little owl was supposed to be singing a hymn or something religious. And when the parents would turn their attention toward him, he'd roll those big cartoon eyes over at them and clasp his hands and begin soberly singing a hymn until they'd turn away again. Then he'd begin singing the "I Love to Sing-a" swing song again and bobbing to the music! That sort of blatant opposition to his parents' wishes made my heart happy as a little girl, which was why I had to sing that song so much.