A couple of weeks ago Miss Oribel was hanging out on the bed with me while I was drinking a cup of coffee and Hubband was getting ready for work. Well, hanging out is a relative term I guess. She had started out with running around the house to supervise the coffee acquisition, then she needed a drink of water while Hubband was trying to shave, and then there was some running and jumping over the sleeping dogs, and of course there was some sitting on the foot of the bed and batting at Hubband's hand while he was putting on his shirt. Not that he was encouraging her or anything like that. Anyway, it seemed that she must have worn herself out as then she came and parked next to me, so of course I flipped the blanket over her. She actually likes this one on her, but don't even dream of putting any others on her; well, unless she is helping you change the sheets! (Fortunately I had the camera upstairs that day.)
Then she got up and I thought she might have been all rested up for the next round.
But then she let me know what she really thought about having her sleep time disturbed!