oh he hasta have his covers to sleep....claims any and all blankies in the house if ya let him....but I try to keep him cut down to two. His that's in his bed..and one on the couch. He aint fat tho..runs his lil short legs off all the time, Ain't never still....constantly at my side....with that "whatcha doin, mama?" n "is it somethin to eat?" look on his face. He only grumps when hubby messes with him..but he's playin. wouldln't trade him fer nuttin. He's rotten n he knows it!!!!!