Thanks for the hint, Mimi. I'll have to try that. Now when I'm in my mom's lap and "he" comes by, I jump down and go in my box. He knows that's my box and doesn't bother me when I'm in there. He also knows what the low grrrrr's mean, but sometimes he chooses to ignore that meaning. He then gets a full blown hiss and a good swat in the face if he's close enough!

Thanks for the "good luck." I'm think I'm going to need it since it appears he's here to stay - drat!

Love,
Peanut

PS - Ms Edwina. I agree, for some reason they are that dense sometimes, I just don't understand why, but then again I don't need to understand him, he needs to understand me!