B. sometimes leaves me notes when I'm out, regarding the doings of the cats. This one is too good not to pass on:
Pippin: "Oh, no! She's in my spot on the cat tree! What'll I do? What'll I do?"
Maia: "Hey, this is comfy here!" [Phone rings] "What's that?" [Lifts head, stands up. Phone stops ringing. Climbs on top of phone.] "Guess it wasn't important." [Goes back to cat tree, middle position, & settles down again.]