I have a fat cat who could qualify as an officer in the quilt police department. He loves, really LOVES, only one of all my quilts. It's made with Mary Englebreit prints and is very old and beat up. He will throw his huge body on it wherever it appears, and will not get up for anyone. That is, of course, unless you offer him a bribe in the form of a little bowl of tunafish juice. Any other quilt gets only a faint nod from him. :D