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On my way to work today, I popped on some bouncy tunes to motivate myself for the day’s activities. I was a bit tired and coming off being sick yesterday, so I figured some good beats would get me going.

As something by Jay-Z and Pharrell started bumping through my ear buds, I looked down and saw a pigeon walking in circles on the concrete. But the thing is, he wasn’t just walking in circles… he was grooving in circles.

Not only that, but he was grooving exactly to the song on my iPod.

His little pigeon head would bobble to the downbeat and his little pigeon butt would work the rest. He seemed truly possessed by the rhythm.

“Look at you, little dude,” I said, “You totally have it going on.” So I paused to watch him for a moment.

While I was doing this, a construction worker just beyond the rail fence to my right noticed me standing there, and strained his neck to see what I was looking at.

After a moment he asked: “Is there something wrong with the bird?”

I shook my head and responded, without taking my eyes of the pigeon, “No, he’s dancing to the song on my iPod.”

“Really? What song?”

There was a long moment without further conversation. The beat went on, the pigeon did his thing, and this man and I watched him shimmy and spin.

Then the song ended, and I went to continue my trek to work. The construction guy looked at me questioningly, so I glanced back over my shoulder.

“Oh, sorry — the song was over.”

Then he nodded and went back to spreading cement.

I’m not sure what the pigeon did.