Last night, Rocky and Thomas were playing on the table, when Rocky approached his stick and flipped over on his back while holding the perch in his feet. That's what he's doing in this picture -- perching while on his back.
Then, he went over to Thomas for some snuggling and love. He is such a hands-on bird; I still don't understand how he was able to get through spending at least 6 years cage bound with his sanity mostly intact.
I love this picture because he fits so perfectly in the space under Thomas's chin. Despite my recent progress in our relationship, I don't think I'll ever trust him enough to have him this close to my jugular!