Sock yarn murdered by Wheaten

It was a beautiful day in paradise. Two FO's (finished objects for you muggles) were blocking and drying in the sun on the deck. I had been given free basic sock yarn and was fiddling about with entrelac (because I had a knitting problem and can not be with out a project no matter how pathetic or ill-fated the project is.) I had doors and windows open and took the boys and their friends to the beach to play for an hour. Upon my return I was greeted by our youngest, "You're going to KILL Molly!"
This is the scene that greeted me.It is to her credit that the needle was still in the pathetic big of entrelac. The yarn is pretty much a lost cause. Good thing Ginger arrives with sock yarn and needles within about 36 hours.