Hip Cat is Hip

Miss Bea jumped onto the bed three separate times this morning, settling on my abdomen and/or nestled against my hip each time. When I wasn't in the right position (on my back with a leg crooked) she pawed at the blanket until I woke up enough to shift.

It wasn't her fault that I slept poorly; but it did allow me to confirm that one of the times she stayed against me for a couple hours.