I can't speak for cats, though the ones I've had never tried to deceive me. Or is it that maybe they're just better at it?
I've had a lot of dogs over the years, and the smarter, the sneakier. I had a Blue healer mix that used to hide my keys, my wallet, even my money to keep me home.
Spent an hour looking for my keys one morning, I swore I placed them where I always did, on the table by the front door under the lamp, but they were gone.
I searched the house top to bottom, even checked all my pockets, even clothes in the back of the closet, ripped the bed apart, then realized Bear hadn't moved the entire morning, thinking he might be sick, I stopped looking for the keys and walked back in the living room and there he was, laying on the floor, hadn't budged an inch, which was out of character because he always followed me room to room.
I went over to bear and asked if he was feeling fine, he looked away, I said Bear, is there something wrong? He just wagged his tail real fast, indicating to me, that he was really excited.
I pondered a moment and tried to roll him over, he was rigid as could be like rigor Mortis had set in, so I drug him over to the light and as I was pulling him, I saw my keys.
I said, "You been hiding my keys this entire time?" He did his happy bark and displayed that shit eatin grin he does when caught pulling pranks.
Yeah, he was a prank puller, like putting the Frisbee in the shower to remind me it was his time.
Every morning I'd wake to him staring at me, kind of creepy, as if he had some kind of telepathy, this went on for months.
One morning I woke up early by a few minutes and could hear him coming down the hall, so I laid there with my eyes barely slit, I saw him lay his chin on the bed, then real quick and hard, push down and make a wave and sit back and stare.
I waited, he did it again, so I waited for the third move and jumped up and yelled "Caught You", and he let out his "I'm Busted" bark followed by that shit eatin grin.
Never a dull moment with that one, sure miss his ass.