LOL! I here ya. Four cats. As soon as the temps get cooler, they magically appear sleeping in bed, two on either side of Hubby, and two on either side of me. Hard to turn over — don’t want to disturb the cats, of course.
“two on either side of me”
Mine do that, too. They makes me feel like Gulliver in Lilliput.
I have no problem disturbing Jimmy. I pick him up, throw him onto a pillow at my husband’s feet, and get into bed.
Within seconds he has migrated to slam himself against me, and then it’s a battle to turn over all night.
Cats demand what they perceive to be their rights, and they have no concept of what ‘No!’ or ‘Bad! mean. They just look at you, dismiss you, and continue on with what they were doing.
You can shame a dog, but you can never shame a cat. The concept just doesn’t register in their little walnut brains.