When she is confined indoors during these trying periods of intense temporary insanity, she insists at all times to sit/lie on my head or, when she deems more convenient, which is usually the case, my shoulders.
Cat, 21 years old now, reacts to flea med treatment by lying down in the middle of the street, which slows down cars as they wonder WTF and drive around her and provokes neighbors into yelling at her, at which point I finally run out, scoop her up and lock her indoors.
I have good reason to believe my dog has noticed a connection between the sound of me typing "BRB" and then standing up.