Three of the boys sleep with us. The fourth has to sleep by himself in the spare bedroom because of his aggression.
Bedussey sleeps on my pillow with me. Has his entire life. That way he can have access to my eyelids when he feels it's time to lick me awake for breakfast every morning.
Butters sleeps at dad's feet. And Martii (who we're sitting) sleeps cuddled up to Butters. He's a funny one, because if you try to move him in his sleep he dead weights himself and flops around like a noodle so you can't kick him off the bed.