This time he ended up above the fitted sheet but deep under the duvet. I had walked away for a moment and when I came back he had stuck his head out from under the covers. I ran for the camera...
Under the covers is the place where Bitey feels the safest lately. He sleeps there, between us, all night long, until I am awakened at 5:30am by a slapshot from his paw, saying "Get up, lady, I'm hungry!"

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