Another week older! Nine weeks old now, but I feel the same as yesterday, when I was only eight weeks old. I am beginning to look like a proper African Grey though, with my wings all feathered in colorful gray and the first signs of a red tail.
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!