Yes, thought it might strike a chord! Worst thing my Smudge ever did was, one summer it was warm so my leg was hanging outside the quilt. I was fast asleep and he bit my big toe HARD!!!!!
I screamed, Arti shot out of bed thinking I was being attacked (I was!!) and went so quick he hit his head on the window!
Meanwhile Smudge moved into the comfiest spot and stared at us innocently as if to say "can you keep the noise down? I'm trying to sleep!"
Oh bless I do miss my Smudge (RIP wherever you are baby boy)