My family noticed something: they love me so much that I am getting to be a bit too spoiled. In the beginning I never asked to be taken out of my aviary (being two cubical meters in size), but now I fold myself into a little package in one corner of the cage to be taken out, every time I see a family member. Although I know how much their hearts must bleed, they ignore me during those times. They keep their regular schedule, which means I am allowed to be out of my cage three or four times a day, almost an hour each time. Deep in my heart I realize it is more than enough, but as I approach my adolescence, I try to push them as far as I can.
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!