I have a George story.
For those who came in late, George is our very large and very dumb house rabbit. He's a mutt, brown with one lop ear and one erect, and weighs somewhere in the neighbourhood of 8 kg - 17 pounds. We haven't weighed him in a long time, because he's not a fan of being picked up, so it's stressful.
Anyways... last night I went to give him a treat before I went to bed. He has one of those flat-packed wooden cottages that you fit together with tabs and slots, and generally overnights in it. He's generally in there some time before I go to bed.
So I got the treat, came to the cottage, and called him as usual. He was in the cottage in the opposite direction of his usual way - and even though there are entrances at both ends, he couldn't figure out how to get out... He kept trying to turn around inside the cottage, and he's too big for that.