I have four of my five little ones on my shoulder as we speak, Coco is perched on my hat,on my head picture perfect, but I'm on my laptop at the momentAfter Karen's run in with Henrietta, huge personality change. I'm no longer the enemy. I opened the crate now to let them come out and she flies to my shoulder for snuggle time. She still doesn't like me to hold her, but, before she never even offered to come to me. If I had known all she needed was a whipping from big bad Henrietta, I would have let her have it at a week old.