Yep, similar problem, of the canine variety (see avatar). Trixie isn't allowed on the quilt while I'm working on it and she's so jealous because IT is on my lap and not her. One day I had the bottom of it rolled up and on the large ottoman while I hand quilted part of the top. She jumped up on the ottoman, but not on the quilt - she knew better. Then she looked right at me, picked up her paw, and very defiantly plopped it down right on the quilt. What a hoot the fur-children are! But hey, they don't grow up and leave, so in my book that makes them the best! That's what I tell my 28-year-old "real" daughter :-)