My DD's cats and dogs have learned what "OUT"!!! means. And since Andy isn't the lap type. I have no problems anymore. We did have a foster kitty, Lydia, for a couple of years and she decided she was my helper. Actually she took over my machine chair and would bite me if I tried to push her out. And she would steal and hide my pin cushions, thimbles, sewing machine feet, anything that was small enough for her to carry. Took some of my cut strips one day and ran through the house with them training behind her. Cracked us up. She is now the only kitty in a house with an elderly woman and her son and being spoiled rotten.