So the other day she realized I sometimes still climb to the tippy-top of the cat tree (unlike here where I am settled on the oh-so-accessible lower level).
She worried a bit about my landing on the hard wooden floor so she moved one of my favorite blue cushions to the floor. I will admit the softer landing is nicer.
Spitty is not unreasonable, you know. He will give credit where credit is due. Thanks, Human. Good job.