Not REALLY Stella but I love the story of the lovely fruitbat and - well - this is a bat.
Hidden among the stones on the siding the little bat rests (small brown we believe) waiting for warmer temps to return home to roost. Poor dear didn't realize we still have low number temps here. Migrated a bit too soon?
(Remember the doll parsley post)
I check my Stella day and had planned to find her gone when temps soared to 67 - but - alas - she is still holding on for warmer days.