Hubby has woken me up yelling incoherrently at the cats because someone decided to run across his man bits and dig in a nail or 10. All I can say, after being war wounded, is that goodness I have an innie and not an outtie like he does.
Wow, I thought I was the only one. A few months ago, I woke up and Ebony was lunging at my face. Luckily I didn't have any major scratches, but it almost gave me a heart attack!