Jack the Ripper...

Don't let innocent Jack fool you.

Although he may look cute here, all cuddly and innocent, it all changes when we leave the house. The first week we had him, we came home to one of Trisha's Cosmopolitan magazines ripped to shreds. He was very proud of his accomplishment-- proud of the fact that he had torn the magazine into at least 7 million pieces and redecorated the living room with it.

At first we thought this was cute...but then he struck again. No paper in the house was safe. He has even learned how to open our trash can lid by stepping on the pedal to get the papers out of the kitchen garbage can! Once, he broke into a closet and tore up 60, yes 60 wrapped presents that were for Trisha's mom's B-day. And just like that, the 60 days of Linda was decimated.

His favorite is toilet paper and tissue paper. Especially used tissue paper! But he has torn up just about everything, underwear and floss not excluded. Beware, Jack the Ripper is on the loose!