I don't take your observation personally :-) This was actually the first week we had Max and he was busy getting to know the house. I was home, candle in the bathroom and he came waltzing out into the kitchen w/what looked like poo on the tip of his tail - I was like, great, I adopted a positively sloppy cat-box habit cat - then I got closer and could smell the singed fur.
Luckily kitty did not go up in flames, he doesn't do counter things anymore - unless it has to do w/chicken or dried flowers or easter basket grass or presents w/ribbon or, or, or, :-)
LeeAnne