Frodo sleeps in his little faux sheepskin bed right next to me and Pookie sleeps on my pillow between my head and the wall. Moth, unfortunately, has been banned from the bedroom at night long ago. She thinks she is a Siamese and never shuts up!! The dang cat even talks in her sleep! And when she wants attention, no matter what the time is, she gives those distress meows like she's moments from death. She's louder than my alarm clock...so she's sleeps in the living room on a towel in front of the sliding glass door.
She's my guard cat
About 3 months ago I awoke to the sound of Moth hissing and screeching like she'd been stepped on. I ran out to the living room and flipped on the light. There on the floor on his butt was a teenager with baggy pants and a hooded sweatshirt on, with my Mothy girl tearing the heck out of his face!! YAY MOTHY!!
I ran over and started kicking the cr@p out of this little punk (stupid, I know, but it was just a reaction!) and telling him to get the he** out of my house and did his mother know he was out at this hour? I went kinda nuts
And there is mothe just shredding him. He finally got up and ran for it.
Little jerk must have tried to break in through the slider and tripped over my girl and fell on his bum, where she did her duty and protected her family!!
It may have been 3 in the morning, but that girl got a half can of solid white albacore
So even if I wanted to sleep with her, Moth is not permanently fixed at her station at night on the lookout for prowlers.
Oh yeah...and I always remember to put the pin in the slider now, too