Eleven weeks old now and still spoon fed once a day. Ever since I am able to cry for my food, my family waits until I give the sign: "Eat! Eat! EAT!!!." Not every visitor understands it at once (or more specific: no visitor understands it at all), but my family never fails me. They know me so well now.
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!