Here's a moggie story for ya. One winter's night we were sound asleep and the cat must have gone under the top blanket as usual. In the early hours of the morning we were woken by a ferocious racket. It was like the bed had taken on a life of it's own. It turned out that a neighbour's cat had come in the cat door and made his way under the blanket. I'll leave the rest to your imagination...

I'm still not in the better of it.