It's 04:32 GMT and I'm wide awake which is really annoying because I'm also really tired. A combination of too many cats and too much back-pain has driven me out from under the warm duvet to down here in the cold.
I love my cats, I do, but lately they have taken to sleeping in the most awkward places on the bed, taking up way more than their fair share of the space. I wake up in the night to find myself lying in a position that a professional contortionist would envy. One of my cats just loves to sleep within a curve of my body, so I end up with my body in a kind of "C" shape. Then there's my other cat, who claims all the space at the foot of the bed as his own, so my legs are all bunched up.
Of course, it doesn't start out like that. When we all retire for the night, everyone is occupying a sensible amount of space and everyone is in a comfortable position but, somehow, in the wee smalls, everything changes and the cats take over. I'm not sure how they do this, they're much smaller than we are so, presumably, don't physically push us to one side. No, it's way more insidious than that: they just exert some kind of psychic force which we puny humans are powerless to resist.
I suppose I could just shut them out of the bedroom at night, but I do like having them around (at least, that's what they want me to think).