it's funny you mention this. the cat was my cat, and my wife and the cat do not like each other in the least. within a minute or two of going to be one night, my wife jumps up, complaining there's something gritty on her side of the bed. when we looked, we realized it was cat litter. i don't know how he did it, but we didn't see any other litter on the floors, stairs, or even my side of the bed. he just ***** up her side and moved on.