We were gone a little over an hour. We walked, quite literally, across the street and into a restaurant to have a couple of appetizers and split a dessert. By the time we returned, The Grand Beast had destroyed an amazing amount of stuff. My apartment looked like it had been ransacked. I'm still in shock, I think. No one expected it, although perhaps we should have. He'd been here with some or all of us for hours, had gone outside a couple of times, including a long walk in the park.
Here's a list of what he destroyed:
My leather briefcase
the contents of leather briefcase, including the box, receipt, and part of the USB modem that I was planning on returning for my money back tomorrow, after my cable/internet bundle is installed tomorrow
My new crossword puzzle book
My backpack and some paperwork that was in it
A new blanket I just purchased yesterday - he got it out of the bag and shredded it
My favorite shoes (just one) that just had reworked at the cobbler's
In chewing the aforementioned, just refurbished shoes (black) black shoe polish now covers a good deal of my carpet and I'm too wound up to go purchase some Resolve to see if that will work to remove it
For the briefcase and the shoe, he went into the closet to retrieve (there is no door).
The backpack and the blanket were on my bed.
The crossword puzzle book was on a side-table.
If we'd ordered an entree, no telling what would have destroyed. Puppysitting while they're on a ski trip? No way in hell.