Every chance I git I escape and use Kitty's litterbox. It's a long way with lots of diversions, but I'm on a mission! I really don't know why I have to poop in her litterbox, but I just doo:
Well, I can't remember much before I was very sick and this big black dog came up to me in the park. Then someone picked me up 'cause I could hardly walk. Now I spend my days keeping their den clean... free of messy electrical cords, crumbs, any anything else lying about that looks suspicious. And enlarging all passageways so that I can fit through. BTW, I had to lie about my age since I'm not 13.