I love my books. Even with ebooks and audiobooks aplenty and just a download away, I'd still go for the paper variety. There's still no replacement for the tactile and olfactory stimulus an actual book gives. That's why I take great pains to care for my babies; I refuse to open them until I cover them in plastic. And I cover them again in paper whenever I bring them out of the house. What the dogs did was so horrific, I was hyperventillating when I saw it.
But who among my little devils could have done it? And it's not as if I can punish them for the act; it wasn't them after all, who opened the door to my room. They got in because someone opened my door, and let them.
Punishing a pet for an act they've done hours ago isn't also helping. It merely confuses their notion of rewards and punishments. It makes them think that the punishment for greeting you home is a scolding. And though I seldom pet these rascals as of late, I'd still rather they greet me home than they cower in fear at the sight of me.
Besides, how can I conceive of punishing them when they look this adorable?