Cats aren't innocent either. Last December 23, I had taken Rosie out for her walk and when we got back I couldn't find my keys anywhere. I usually place my keys on a hook by the door when I first come in but that day I was distracted and didn't. I tore my apartment apart looking for them and even retraced the steps that Rosie and I took during our walk. It was driving me crazy and it threatened to torpedo my plans to go to a friend's house on Christmas Day because sometimes my door doesn't stay closed if it's not locked and I couldn't risk my cats getting out and running all over the building. The leasing office was closed for the holiday so there was no way I could get a spare set. I had an extra key fob for my car but I couldn't go anywhere because my door wouldn't shut properly.
So I got up the next day and searched everywhere again. No luck. When I thought all hope was lost, I noticed something shiny in the litter box. Peeking out was the corner of my car key fob. My keys had turned into a cat toy and one of them buried my keys in the litterbox. SO GROSS. Luckily, I acquired one of those Phone Soap UV sanitizers during Covid to sanitize my phone, credit cards, driver's license, etc. I rinsed them off then threw them in that thing and ran it through about 10 cycles.
I'll never forget to immediately hang up my keys again. 
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