Once the cooler nights of Autumn set in, I find the boys cuddling on my bed each evening. It's always a tricky maneuver though trying to get into bed myself.
I know, I know, just move them you say. Have you ever tried to move a 20 pounder and a fiesty Tuxedo with an attitude who weren't in agreement with your idea? And if I succeed in shifting the load, then the peace is broken and all hell breaks loose. Sometimes it's just easier to slink onto the 18 inches or so they allow me to have. Pick your battles.