The family decided to whistle less (that will be difficult: they are all born whistlers) and try to stimulate more talking. They will do that by encouraging all "humanoid" sounds I make, no matter how incomprehensible. They remembered that when I was a babe of just six weeks, I made sounds that made them believe I talked. Surely I must be able to say at least a few words!
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!