When I had a kitty that slept on me, if I wanted to turn over, I would put my arms under the blanket and lift her up in a sort of makeshift cat-hammock and turn my body underneath, then set her back down. She didn't mind it. But if I moved in a way that she wasn't sure was intentional, she would firmly tap the body part in question with her paw, three times. I miss that girl so much.
When I was a kid we had a family cat who would burrow under my blankets and curl up next to my legs to sleep. However, if I moved even a slight bit she would bite and scratch me. It was kind of traumatizing.
My mother couldn't get me out of bed, so she just sent the cat, which would do under the blankets and bite my toes.
If I resisted to much though, she would get caring and start to grab my head and lick my hair - always the same place, until it would get sore, and hung over teenager me gave in and still got up.
She would often sleep in my hands at night, curled up under the blanket.
But in the morning, she was my mother's demon to kill my dreams...
Mine lays on me in such a way that I have to audition for Cirque du Soleil so I can turn over, after which she promptly tells me I have “done a bad” and gets in my face to demand pets as recompense before going back to laying on me in the most space-consuming manner possible.
Forget manspreading. Catspreading is far more spatially offensive.
One of ours sometimes does that. He often sleeps on my feet at night, and usually I can move some without getting attacked, but sometimes he does claw me.
My cat’s main redeeming feature is that I can slide my legs under her entirely to readjust positions and sometimes she doesn’t even look at me. Try to touch her, on the other hand, and it’s death.
My orange cat had curled up next to my four year old kid this morning. The kid rolled over in his sleep, snuggled into the cat like a teddy, and he just accepted it.
My other cat is the cat in the meme though, even though she is the one who chooses to sleep on top of me.
Some other cats: glares at you in the dark, slowly gets up and walks over to you, baps you right in your stupid face, goes back to warm spot and falls asleep, leaving you wondering where the fuck you went wrong.
When we were kids, my sister had this grumpy-as-fuck female calico. Whenever sis fell asleep on the couch, Heidi would curl up on top of sister's head. Looked like a calico-colored chapka.
I have one like this but another who puts up with a lot. If I pet her or put a hand on her before I turn in bed, she's fine with it. I think it's because she then knows that I'm aware of her. I've also accidentally kicked her (not hard) a few times while tossing and turning and she didn't care. But heaven forbid I sneeze or even inhale like I'm about to.
My little one will follow me to bed and curl up on my chest to sleep. If I move she stomps off in a huff but only to the edge of the bed in order to keep watch and fight off any of the others that may want to jump up and cuddle. With friends like these..