What's actually going through the little brain of that little animal is this: Oh, the large love/food/water/massage dispenser THAT I OWN is holding an object. I, the cat, therefore own that object as well. Let me rub my face all over it, which is my instinctual method for declaring my ownership of an object, or other living thing. And why does it collect my feces? That's whack bro.
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