smidgen does that too, and snuggles up to me in bed. But he also makes life hell for anyone who is not in the mood to play, NOW!!!, he is wrecking the joint as I speak. I have resigned myself to a messy house until he grows out of it (hopefully by the time he is around 10, if Claudius, my last Aby cross was anything to go by (died age 7 of metastatic cancer but still climbing the curtains till the day he went)... Love them and wouldn't have it any other way, but Bob, my senior cat, was possbly more resilient after being bludgeoned by the incredibly needy Pavarotti (siamese)