Sophia and I have grown into a new habit. Every time when she brushes her teeth and I happen to be out of my cage, I fly on her shoulder and we sing a duet together. She sings beautiful trills when the toothbrush moves against her lips. At least, they sound nice to me - everybody else thinks she has gone mad. Ah well, you can't please all.
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!