This morning was the worst. There I was peacefully enjoying an early Saturday morning when he jumped onto the bed and then onto me, then onto my head. I tried ignoring him, but it was very difficult, especially with what felt like a 50 lb. cat (I know he doesn't weigh that much, but it felt like it) on my head.
Of course, I did get up and feed him and he was very happy. Naturally, getting me up and eating breakfast is very tiring, so he had to take his morning nap. This is how he usually sleeps.
I guess I woke him up, but he is still very relaxed. Now if only he'd let me relax too.
They can be difficult, but they are a lot of fun.