Over the weekend, Max flew to my shoulder. I was about to get her off, when Thomas told me that Stella looked rather interested and he wanted to see what developed. First, she noticed what was going on:Then, having decided on her course of action, she bent down, ready for take-off:
And then approached even closer. Note above -- Max knows she is not supposed to go on shoulders, so when she's there, she frequently lifts her foot up so I will have her step up on my hand. Also note that the fact she knows not to go to my shoulder does not stop her from doing so!
Max was removed after this last picture!