I've been having several blissful nights of sleep ( I can't believe that my kitten has actually calmed down) when the night before an important day my kitty Cleveland decides to relieve his toddler years by pouncing on anything that moved under the duvet, on top of it, near it or even looked likely to move in the next five minutes! In a moment of desperation I shut him in the kitchen and returned to my bed to have him plonk his butt on my head five minutes later. I tried other rooms ( I live in a small apartment so that's about 3) but no joy, he has mastered door handles. Houdini has been reincanated as my cat.