Aw that's so sweet! We sit up in bed for ages in the mornings drinking tea and eating Rich Tea biscuits, having a natter while the two cats on the duvet start at our feet then work their way up on their bellies like commandos until their little poky noses are right under our chins. I'm always just a wee bit jealous that my husband is the main attraction, not me. But he goes off to work at noon, so they want to get the most of him while they can.
I couldn't imagine having a husband or partner who hated cats. Even if he looked like Brian Cox and David Attenborough rolled into one, he wouldn't last one minute with me!