No, Smedley, my back is NOT a litter box!

Well, this is a new one! I had the kitten out to cuddle, and he became frightened of something, and crawled onto my back before I could stop him.  I thought he had to use his litter box (boy, was I right!), so I ran with him on my back into the bathroom. He was freaking out, and wouldn't get off my back, and I couldn't grab him. I had to lower myself to the bathroom floor (and I have two bad knees) and tried to get him onto the floor. I felt something wet on my back...there's another shirt for the trash!

   Sorry but I had to laugh a little at that mental picture.  

My cat Zoe peed on me once.  Our routine was to let them out early in the morning to do their business, then they'd come back in for breakfast.  Well...one morning I slept in.  Big mistake.  I woke to find Zoe's butt pointed at me, and she started peeing right on my chest/face!  I was so shocked.  She'd never done anything like that before.  

Now we're re-training them to be mostly indoor cats so she's getting used to using a litter box in the mornings.  Whew.