He has been having panic attacks since he was a little guy. I had to take him to the vet at one point in time because we were packing to move, he was hiding, shaking drooling, hissing, growling, spitting at me. All the vet told me is he had a panic attack. After we found that out we quit packing and have stayed here. We were going to lock him in the bathroom but there was no room in there. All of our clothes were in there and we have alot of clothes. I felt so bad, I couldn't believe how bad he got in just a matter of seconds. My poor little guy! Right now though he of course is sleeping on my dresser. Hopefully he wont have another panic attack for quite a while. I don't think I can handle another one soon. I get to freaked out and scared for him, then I get very depressed because I was the one that let the delivery people in.