Humphrey is underwhelmed...in fact dare I go so far as to say he is deeply offended by the said item....particularly when it randomly plays a short burst of "Bobby Shafto" or "Scarborough Fair" at him out of sheer spite. Using a feline's illogic and in a bid to oust the interloper, he has taken up residence in its box whenever the opportunity presents itself. As the situation has reached stalemate it now seems we must remain at an impasse for the forseeable future. Naturally, Said Cat manages to recover from his sulk remarkably quickly if he thinks there may the smallest chance of a snack in the offing. Little git!