Here is my "basement cat," Pyewacket, "helping" me change the sheets by grabbing and hanging on to them when I try to pull them off the bed. Notice his look of utter insolence.
He is no doubt channeling Sam-I-Am, my daughter's Siamese who died a few years ago of cancer. Sammy played this game with me every Saturday morning, refusing to let me take the covers and sheets off the bed. He would go crazy trying to hold everything on the bed - it was just hysterical. I miss Sammy so much. Thanks, Pye, for bringing his memory back to me every week.