Saturday evening, Rocky was hanging out in front of the door, preening the blanket. Usually, Max shows no interest in what he's doing, but she decided to go over there as well. For a few minutes, they were hanging out on opposite sides of the blanket, occasionally raising their feathers and threatening each other.
The first picture I took of this turned out blurry, and the second one captured some unexpected action:Max, in mid-buzz. She flew really close to Rocky -- you can see that the feathers on her right wing are enmeshed in his -- and then retreated to the stairs.