We don't normally let our cats into the bedroom. They usually spend the night shut in the kitchen. But the thunder and lightning were very scary, and they needed reassurance.
Some cats can sleep sensibly at the foot of the bed, but not ours. They just have to squash themselves behind one's knees or under one's armpit. Or sit on one's face. Very uncomfortable!

I'm sitting on the sofa at the moment, and they're scrunched onto my lap. My husband is due home from work very soon. I always smile when he calls out in his funny accent, "Poossy Woossies! 'Ere comes your Daddeeee!" They howl in delight and wind themselves round and round his legs.
This is a total Mad House.