"Oh wait, now how do I get down...."

When she was a kitten she'd make a big show of being stuck in trees, on the shed roof, on a high shelf... But of course as soon as I hauled the ladder over and started climbing up to rescue her she'd get down on her own. This time she actually waited until I was two steps up the ladder and then hopped down onto my shoulder... I think it was the narrowness of the perch and the tightness of the space - she couldn't really turn around, and wasn't entirely sure about which way to jump...