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My parents have taken in a feral kitten - a tiny, slightly ragged calico shorthaired mutt who had been living on their deck under the grill and shadowing their Bad to the Bone chipmunk-killer tom around like the tiniest fangirl. (My mom, for unfathomable reasons, has named the kitten Sappho.)

She was pooping on the couch, so my mom put a litter box on the couch. Hooray for thinking inside the box!

It stopped the pooping but started another problem because Kitten considers kitty litter to be an awesome toy, and likes to play with it and in the process kick it all over the couch.