Amazing what a boring life we led before Eli! I got back from the gym this AM having left Eli in his crate, and the girls in the den. Came home, greeted the girls, opened the den door to the hallway, and there stood Mr. Elijah, tail wagging and oh-so-happy. I thought OMG!!!! What destruction has he wrought??? I must not have completely latched the crate door. Trail of toys down the hall, he raided the toy box and scattered everything. My husbands clothes on the living room floor, a coat hanger that had been on a chair, my hubby's shoes scattered, the dog mats on the carpet all scrunched up. I searched for pee or poop, but found NONE. ( I have a lot of carpet, woe is me.) My nice UGG boots were also transported into the living room. But the bottom line? NO DAMAGE! None! And no accidents in the house. I took him straight outside where he promptly peed and pooped for me - what a good, good boy! The only damage I could find was a chewed up paper napkin he fished out of the bedroom trash can. Feel like I dodged a bullet!