Yeah I guess I was lucky... ish. Both Molly an Iggy were confined to the kitchen so their destroying was limited to skirting boards, a wine rack and a table leg. Maybe a bit of wall.... 

It sounds worse than it looked cause they really didn't manage to do much once they were caught. Once Molly started big time trying to chew and we realised she didn't understand the word "no" she literally spent her nights trying to rub her muzzle off.