We picked up a package yesterday, and I set it on the table while I changed out of my work clothes. Thomas was in the kitchen preparing a snack. Before I went upstairs, Max came over to investigate. I removed her and told her not to eat our clothes!When I came back downstairs, I saw this:
Thomas was snickering and wouldn't give me a straight answer; I think he was trying (unsuccessfully) to get Max in trouble! None of the clothes or the packaging had any bite marks on them, so I suspect human aid in emptying the box.