When I descended the stairs on Sophia's shoulder this morning, on the moment she passed the front door the news paper came through the letter box. Normally I am not easily startled, but this took me by surprise. I flew away as fast as I could and hit the window so hard the glass rattled. The family screamed in terror, but also this time I didn't break anything but my family's nerves.
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!