everydayEveryday, I yell at him to not laylie on Braxsons mat, and then I'll come out in the morning - he'll be layinglying on it, and when he sees me, he takes off running because he knows he's not supposesupposed to be on it. it'sIt's like hrshe's compulsive and has to touch it because he knows he's not supposesupposed to, and then when I'm out here, he'll just laylie right next to it, or have one paw on it. nowNow I understand why Brittany shoved Benadryl down her catscat's mouth for jumping inon the table over and over again.