I like money. The coins shine so brilliantly and they make such a nice sound when they fall on the ground. Paper money is nice too: the sound when I rip it apart gives me the kicks! But money is not everything. When given the choice between one sunflower seed and ten thousand bank notes I'd always choose the former.
They say that you get used to everything. This is true, but still we miss our Dandy. We phone to the refugee center regularly to ask about our Dandy, and the answers are always the same: Dandy is still in quarantine but fine, he has adjusted well, he has stopped picking his feathers, he is between other Greys, although still in the same cage on his own. We are not allowed to visit him yet, but we will, as soon as his quarantine period is over!