that they used to do. With my boys, I had just gone to Costco and ran out for cigarettes, gone less than 10 minutes, 36 rolls torn up, few were more than half salvageable. It looked like a blizzard had hit my house on the inside. They got in my purse at Xmas time and I found chewed up $5.00 bills in the hallway and one $100 bill, thank god they left enough that I could take to my bank and replace. I won five tickets to the San Diego Wild Animal Park at a rescue raffle and they chewed those up (found them in an envelope in my purse). They left just enough of the bar codes that I contacted the
PR dept and they thankfully replaced them. And then my DD left out a full bottle of ibuprofen and Bengie chewed the top open and ate (as near as the vet can figure) about 6,000 to 10,000 mg of that and was rushed to the hospital with internal bleeding, spent almost $2k at the vet to save his life (intensive care for four days, meds for almost 2 months), then a few months ago, I was laying on my bed reading the sunday times, and they were carrying on on the floor of my bed at my footboard. Finally, got up to see what they were carrying on about and they had a live baby possum that I took care of (including bottle feeding) until I could get ahold of Possum Rescue (yes, there is one) and the topper, Friday night, laying on my bed watching my favorite Angels cream the Mariners and they jumped up on the bed and dropped a dead rat (covered in mud) right next to me, I tell you that I will not have to curl my hair for the next six months LOL. I thought that my kids gave me gray hair, these guys top the four kids.