HATE when the fur burgers do that! I’d rather wake up with their butt in my face.
Oh, he does that too. Usually he just attacks my feet. This AM was just an accident, he didn’t calculate how close I was to the edge of the bed, and my bedstead inches away. He won’t leave me alone until I get up and feed him. His bowl may be half full, be I still have to fill it to the brim.