It's My Turn #19, By Nora T. Cat

Gandalf is so not the King of the Bed.  Yes, it is true that he jumped into my sleeping spot, although not really so lightly.  How can he do anything lightly?!  Yes, I left, but only to get a drink after being awoken by him jumping in my face.  No on would like that.  I made my displeasure plain, and left to get a drink.  Knowing he'd better not stay in my space, Gandalf walked to his side of the bed.  By the time I returned He'd settled into his spot leaving mine wide open.  I merely leaped to the foot board; walked across, and settled back into my still warm spot.  It is I, and always I who is victorious.