"Oi, I'm trying to sleep here!"
Note that Bel chooses to sleep on the colour that best sets off her beautiful jet black coat. That's a lime green sari I'm refashioning into a tunic. She likes to curl up on the end of it while I'm actually putting it through the sewing machine.
"Perhaps if I ignore her, she'll go away."
"Perhaps if I wash the vulgar bits, THEN she'll go away."
"I shall kill you in your sleep. And eat your liver."
"Right, that's it, I'm outta here."