This morning I had my first flying accident. I tried to land on the TV-set, but I made a small miscalculation. I hit the wall and crashed behind the set on the floor. I was completely stunned for at least an hour, but Jan was stunned for the rest of the day! He kept saying that I am in a dangerous age and need to be supervised every second. Hilke and Sophia are a bit cooler and think accidents go hand in hand with growing up. As for myself: when my head cleared up I didn't give it any second thoughts anymore and I know that I will continue practicing my flying.
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!