I don’t know any animal that eats papers except a cat. A specific cat. It was difficult to leave the papers in a prominent place: what was not described was bitten. The hard cover saved a little, but only from the bite. But not only the papers suffered. Sponges, trees, socks, dresses, plants, curtains, sofas (four pieces!), sliced (literally, she licked for eight years until it broke off) a metal ornament on the door of the closet...
Peace be to you, baby. You burned my things in the furnace of love.