It is obvious that Sophia has reached the best stage of being ill. Still too weak to start working again, but not too ill to watch television, read a book, listen to music and talk to me. I am getting to be the most spoiled, attention-submerged bird in the whole world. But still I manage to stay very modest, social and far from spoilt, but that's just me. I am such a great guy!
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!