It does amaze me sometimes how creative the cats can be.  When I first got Brian (my brain damaged boycat), I had to confine him in a cage.  He had food and water in there, along with a bed, litter box and a scatching post.  

Each morning, I would take the litter box out of the cage to clean it.  So, I'm heading back to the cage with a nice clean litter box only to see Brian peeing in the corner of the cage where the box would normally go.  So, back to the kitchen I go to get paper towels and some Lysol spray.

As I get back to the cage, Brian is staring at the puddle he made and then looking around the cage.  At last, he grabs the scatching post with both paws and drags it over the puddle.  "There, all nice and covered up .... problem solved."

I about laughed my ass off.

Could be worse, could be raining.