This kitten cracks me up.  I put a litter box in the master bathroom when
we brought him home so I could isolate him for a while.  There are 2 others
in the basement, but I still have this one up here, right next to the
toilet.  Since I use Feline Pine, it actually smells good (and I scoop
every time I go potty myself).

EVERY time I go to use the bathroom, Levi comes barreling in there and
squats in the box right next to me while I'm doing my business.  He looks
up at me when he's done, buries his production(s), and then watches me
scoop and flush.  Then he runs over to the sink and hops up to sit next to
it while I wash my hands.  When I'm done, he jumps into the sink to get a
drink of water from the bottom of the sink.

Usually he follows me out when I turn off the light and leave, but tonight
I taught him the joys of drinking out of a dripping faucet.  What a riot!  
I actually showed him by example in order to get him to try, and after a
few douses of water on his head, he got the hang of it.

Cats are so funny.  It's great fun to watch kittens learn.  He's sitting on
my shoulder now, trying to get at my lip.

I think my dog is jealous.  She's laying on my legs.