cats

We have to literally lock up the wife's toys. Our little bastard has shredded more than one cardboard box to get at them. The first time we'd had no idea what happened to it. A month later I was doing a deep clean of the living room and found it under the couch. So we put it in a box in a cupboard. Two days later came home and there was cardboard all over the bedroom and he was curled up (edit: with the toy) in his cat tree hut looking very smug.

Yes we clean them thoroughly after use. Yes he's a bastard.