...and it wasn't me. My little cute thing had found her way into one of my drawers (filled with socks and leggings) and fell asleep. I had no idea until I was laying in bed and heard tiny and faint little snores/nose whistles. My first reaction was to lay really, really still and open my eyes really wide in the dark. Laugh at me all you want, it was a natural reaction. Perhaps it helps me focus better in the dark? :P
After about a minute I turned on the lamp at my bed side, listened a bit more closely with my eyes not nearly as wide as before, but still very much open. Then I heard it. A little whiny purr. The kind one would hear if their little fur ball was getting a good old stretch-er-roo. There she was; like a gem amongst a pile of unorganized articles of clothing and in a pretty much unused drawer (socks in the summer, pfft!).