What was the worst property damage a pet caused to your home or possessions?

We had a German Shepard / Labrador retriever mix that we adopted in Germany, he was huge (120 pounds) and when he got bored he would chew on things and dig. One night he got bored and laying on his side dug a hole through the kitchen wall into the pantry. Another time he chewed the corners off the kitchen cabinets, half the leg off the coffee table, I was laying on the couch reading a book and thought he was chewing on one of his bones.

Luckily for us, the housing was being turned back over to the Germans... so I didn't have to pay for any of the damage.

We have an African Gray Parrot. One day my wife came home with a rescue St Bernard. The dog was a neurotic basket case. One afternoon our bird was out of his cage talking up a storm to no one in particular. The damned dog CHARGED towards the bird. As I swung my hand down to grab the dog, I hit her hard head with the side of my hand. Turned out, I broke the bone on the side of my hand. While at the VA I explained to the Doc what happened. He typed in my records "SM injured R/Hand while hitting dog". During the x-rays, the Tech read what the Doc wrote and gave me attitude. Snottily asking if I really hit a dog hard enough to break my hand. "OH! HELL NO! I gotta see the Doc again!" I explained to the Tech what really happened and she laughed about it. After the X-rays I saw the Doc and told him he REALLY needed to re-word what he put in my Official Records. Mercifully, he did.

That freaking dog would be laying calmly one second and in the blink of an eye turn into Cujo and attack any animal nearby. Cats, our other dogs, the bird... We could not leave the room as it would immediately start chewing something. Hell, she would walk from the food bowl and sneakily and nonchalantly pick up something off of the table and lay down to chew it. Her favorite flavor was the TV remote control. Went through 4 of them. She routinely saved up her functions while in the kennel and as soon as she entered the house, she'd take a piss or a St Bernard size dump. ON the couch was her favorite place to shit.

Two weeks of this nonsense and I told the Wife to get that damn dog OUT of my house and off my property. The next day it was gone. I neither know nor do I care where it went. I hope it died a miserable death choking on someones remote control.

My dang dogs chewed up and shredded two of my foam cheeseheads!!! For any Green Bay Packers diehard coming across that kind of carnage is traumatic! Needless to say I had to have those two Bears fans euthanized. (Just Kidding!!! No animals were harmed!) I did however have a pet tear up a 2 sq ft section of carpet and destroy the bottom third of a door to the room he was being kept in while staying with my mom on leave while were out having dinner.

My new puppy Courage The Cowardly but Real Fast Dog ate a recliner a couple of months ago.

The bright spot was I'd had the chair when I'd been married to my now (Thank God) ex so my wife and her friends considered it an exorcism of evil.

When my puppy was still going through his chewing phase, he literally chewed the outward corner of the wall. In 2nd place was when he wanted to watch me leave for work, so he would jump up to the window and pull the blinds down just so he could watch me.

Had cats that destroyed $1600 sectional bought new in 1983. Clawed back and sides. Same cats climbed on top of China cabinet and slid, claws out, down the side.

I had two wild half Dobie-half lab pups who chewed the squared edges off the trim around outside windows.

My cat Bugger the name fits broke rods for my drapes. He is quite large at 22 pounds. He only eats cat food, no human food.
Our Dog Pixie decided that tearing up and eating the tile in our bathroom was a good idea plus calling the door frame as well.

I've had good experiences with my dogs. Just an occasional turd in the house when they were young, nothing major.

When in Japan we watched our friends Sheltie for a week, while they went on leave. She was mellow, then we went out to dinner. When we came home, she had shredded or torn down all the drapes in our living room and family room. She became an outside dog until our friends returned.

I don't feel so bad after seeing some of these wilder stories...and she (our dog Courage) seems to be calming down some now that she is about 9 months old!