I know this one well though not from a hubby, but two cats! I have a king-sized bed all to myself but I get to sleep in a tiny sliver of it next to the wall because the
Evil Feline Overlords of the Universe have decreed that, thought they are much smaller than myself, but big for house cats, they need more room than I do thus taking up the majority of the bed. Heaven help me if I try to move out of my allotted space because that displeases them, something that will result in me being unable to sleep for the rest of the night because they will take that as a cue to play Thundering Herds Across the Serengeti for the time when I normally rest.
Yes, I can assure you this is not a fun time and they do it on purpose to make certain that no rest is had by any occupant on the bed! My rants of 'I own the bed and can sleep where I want on it, your just cats and don't need that kind of room' fall upon deaf ears and the EFOotU just look at me like I have lost my mind.
I have even tried the solution of moving to the sofa to sleep, I know, that is just plain sad
, however, they don't allow this and continue whatever 'game' (read that torment the Danyealle) they are pursuing across my body there just because I have displeased them by moving from where I belong. The walking up my body, running across me, lying on my head and face, sticking of the cold nose in my ear and purring guarantees that no rest will be had by me. So I feel your pain.
And, yes, cats snore, LOUDLY!