As an aside here... It just occurred to me this moment that I could wait to get out clothes until I return.. So really, who's at fault for my clothes being sat on every day, him or me? This bears some thinking on..
Anyway.. Oh, I say him, though when Star was queen of the bed, it was her who sat on the clothes every day. But now that Leo has control of the bed, it's his job. I'm sure that when the situation reverses again, it will be Star again.
So they sit on the clothes, but have you ever had a tug of war over your clothes?? Leo thinks it's a game when I try to pull it out from under him! He grabs on with both paws and if I didn't give in, I swear he'd have me wearing shreds every day! Sometimes I can't even lure him off with his hoodie string..
(The hoodie string, I feel I should comment on since so many people expressed concern that he might swallow it. Rest assured that this is not a string string, but a thick rope like string from the hood of a hoodie sweatshirt. It's almost as thick as my pinkie, and though he carries it around in his mouth, I don't think he could swallow it as thick as it is. And he shows no inclination to either. He put the bitey on part of it so bad that it fell off and he wouldn't even look at the broken part, deeming it too small for his notice. But I am keeping an eye on it's condition and if/when it gets too frayed for safety, it will magically disappear. I appreciate your concern!)
I managed to get just a couple shots of the tug of war the other day. I think you'll agree that I have a rather large problem to put up with on a daily basis...
Oh no you don't! You can't take my sleepy thing!
Blouse? What do you mean by 'blouse'? This not a blouse, it a sleepy thing! I just telled you.. MY sleepy thing!