|Originally posted by George'smom
George also used to try these tactics. . .
...Well, the tape didn't get stuck to his paw, but to his poor head!
He woke me up. . . . all kinds of upset until I pulled it off!
He never tried pulling my pictures out after that.
Yeah, I guess that would convince him it was not in his interest to do so
Our current crew aren't night disturbers, except if someone gets a skitty attack and it results in a chase, but that doesn't usually involve the bed area any more. We used to threaten, when Cindy and Fawn were little, and before that when Suzy and Sam were little, to put up a sign over the bed "CAUTION: LOW FLYING CATS".
The ones of ours who did the middle of the night stuff were:
Shasta, who often got an attack of the mushies around 3 in the morning and would come for a prolonged session of licking and head-butting my face. Hard to be appreciative when all you want to do is sleep;
and Nibs, who when he came to us at 6 years of age, was quite overweight (20lbs), and even after he lost the excess, we swore he could still apply all 20 lbs with each paw simultaneously -- pointy paws, too, they were! He'd jump up on the bed and stand on one of us, while he tried to decide what to do next. Had a terrible time making up his mind, but then we always said that part of the problem was that first he had to find it.