[...You know they have a cow and she's out back sleeping peacefully in the barn, probably. Maybe they could get her to come home, followed by having her punch the shark out of the door.]

I had a filing system at one point. A rather enthusiastic game of tag did it in and it hasn't recovered since.

[The Eevees don't even have the decency to look sheepish at that, the little bastards.]

It ought to be somewhere in the downstairs drawers, though.