I fall asleep, and my hand hangs from the couch. I feel the cat touched her leg and started licking with her scratched tongue (sometimes it does). I turn to the other side and see my Vaska sleeping safely in my legs! I went under the bed and there was another cat sitting. Apparently, he walked through the vineyard to me through the balcony to the second floor. The childhood fear of the monster under the bed was realized.