The night time kitten furnances are working into mid-season (winter) form already.
Billy stretched out next my leg overnight, just close enough he got booted when I lost my preferred range of motion. (I hate doing that because I don't feel Billy did anything wrong, but I hate being tense and therefore awake more).
Whitey got more slack from Katherine, and he used all of it, curling up behind her legs. Then he took more space by rolling on his back and stretching out, turning her into a pretzel. He got booted too.
Emily, who curls up more like a teddy kitten next to Katherine just out of reach, survived the night in place.