This could have been the last picture of Dudu. On this day, he didn’t come back in the evening. I called him and looked in the next yards until late in the night. I could not find him. Dudu can - more or less - fly now, but he is still not picking for food. He is simply asking for it, so he cannot survive alone.
I am really sad....
It remembers me my last boy friend who horribly left me without a word...