Things are getting peculiarer and peculiarer. Again I saw the strange bird at exactly the same spot where I had left him yesterday. The family told me it is a "mirror" I'm looking at... but what's a mirror? Thank goodness the bird didn't attack me this time, so neither did I. I think I'm even beginning to get used to the Mirror Bird. He certainly looked as if he would like to strut with borrowed feathers... and secretly I know that mine make the finer bird.
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!