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My little feathered dude’s got moves.
I suspect he trained Madonna. But unlike most celebrities, Pearl doesn’t suffer from shyness, stage fright, or any of those other all-too-common potential career-enders.
And talk about range.
He reminds me of the octopus-headed singer lady from the movie “The Fifth Element”. From subterranean to supersonic, Pearl elevates chirping (okay, shrieking) to operatic standards.
When I moved to a new house last fall, my mom bought me a cute purple mirror (to go with my cute pink baby mushroom, of course).
More recently, Pearl discovered it. And took it out for a spin.
And, of course, Mommy, cheering her superstar on: