My kitty (Ivy) had this awful habit of biting jewellry and pulling. She still swats gently, but has stopped the biting. Since both my husband and I wear necklaces (mine for my engagement necklace, his chain for holding his wedding ring while at work), we were both affected. Chris would be sleeping and having a nice, normal dream and talking with his parents or a coworker, who would suddenly lunge at him and start strangling him. He'd wake up to find the kitty with her paws on his face pulling his chain with all her little might.
She recently jumped up on a client of mine during a healing and proceded to tug on her loop earring. O_O The funny thing is, this helped the healing quite a bit.
The ratties are always eager to share breakfast with us ^__^ We had a "meet-up" so to speak with all out mammals. Two female rats (now infertile due to their age), one male rat, and my cat. Ivy stayed curled on my lap as she's still timid of the rats (understandable, since the male is the size of a small football!). Hara, one of the females, proceeded to crawl directly into Ivy's tummy fur and start purring (yes, rats purr). It was the most adorable thing I've seen.
Ivy has now started waking me up in the middle of bad dreams. She sleeps curled around the top of my head on the pillow - we call her my cathat. I never have bad dreams when she sleeps there ^_^
My first cat scared the heck out of my dad. I got this cat when I was 3, and would take it into the bathroom with me when I had to go. My dad woke up in the middle of the night hearing someone using the toilet. Immediately, he thought it was a burglar, because he was the only guy in the house, and it was obviously a guy peeing. With some sort of weapon in hand (I'm sure the broken gun we had), nervously he reached his hand through the door and slammed on the light, only to find my Sneezy Puff (No, I didn't name him) squatting over the toilet.
My dog Jake was very protective of me. She was always there with me - wanted or not - when I climbed up the mountain and forest alone as a kid (as young as 7). She taught me a lot when she died. I remember her following very gravely when I was learning to mow the lawn. I remember hearing her nails clipping on the floor after she died, and her spirit checking on my niece. Never a bear or deer could get near our yard or our fields under her watch. She looked like a cougar but always kept us safe.