Brian's brother came for Thanksgiving and stayed overnight. To start with, Zak CANNOT stand any door being closed and even if he doesn't want IN the room, he wants the door OPEN! The door to the spare room does not close all the way and can be pushed open, so Zak barged into that room a hundred times and in the morning he went in there AGAIN and this time helped himself to stuff in brother's duffle bag/backpack thing, like a plastic bag containing tooth brush, paste, deodorant, etc. I found the deodorant in my bedroom on the dog bed. I was like.....what the heck?! I thought he was over doing stuff like that. At least he didn't chew it up or eat it. Sheesh!