Not quite, but my cat did used to attack my feet when I was trying to sleep. I had to tuck the covers under me to keep her from getting under them and trying to play with me.
Once she accidentally jumped on my face in the middle of the night and gave me a cut on my eyelid.
She also jumped on my head trying to catch a fly while I was reading a book.
She used to walk on the rim of the bathtub when I was taking a bath. Sometimes she'd fall in. I found that hilarious, though she didn't.
Once I was gone for two weeks and according to my dad she was sitting on the window sill the whole time crying like she had lost her kittens. Guess she thought of me as her kitten or something. She seemed angry at me when I came back. Heh.
Got to love cats and their funny ways.
...I miss her...=/ Next to my German Shepherd, she was the pet with the closest bond to me.