First, there is no history or real money lost. I had been pretty proud of finding the table, a Mersman model, for $20 from an antique market near my home town. Fortunately he didn't knock over the bowl sitting on the table, which I brought home from what remains of my great-grandparents' home in Ireland.
Second, I had been contemplating refinishing the top, and Kojo's bad behavior gives me the push to try out my skills. While one corner is especially bad shape, I'm curious to see how the table will look once I have gotten to it with wood putty, sandpaper, and stain. (At which point I'll sell or donate it.)
Third, and the most fun, it gives me permission to hunt for new coffee table options. The current, chewed one doesn't have any storage, and my boyfriend and I also want a setup that is more foot-friendly.
Has your pet ever damaged your home or furnishings? In one way or another did any good come out of it? (And do you have non-wood coffee table suggestions?)
Image: The offender "helps" me with a pegboard project.