Ahh okay.
When I was a kid my family cat shat in my dad's shoe. It was gold.
He's ruined a few bathmats since we moved house but that's about it. She calls it 'my cat' when things like picking up poo and spew are to be done. Come to think of it she hardly cleans anything so I shouldn't be too surprised. Lucky she puts out on Birthdays and religious holidays or I wouldn't bother keeping her around.