Silly kitty. Every morning when I go to make beds, she's always on one of the girls beds. She'll see me, she'll know what I am there to do (I am convinced she knows) but she'll just lay there until I scoot her over, and she'll let out this grumbley sound when she finally gets out of my way like I am just asking too much of her.
The other morning I thought, 'Ya know, just stay your lazy bum there...' thinking that she'd move when I started pulling the covers over her.
But she didn't, instead I think she liked being tucked in. She stayed like this for hours.