Disaster strikes

I came home yesterday to find my new Halloween sock yarn on the floor. The stupid cat had gotten it and sliced through about 1/3 of it. I was so mad. It took me two hours of untangling to get the usable pieces sorted. And I now have a bunch of sections about 10 yards long. Too long to toss but short enough it's going to be a pain to have to change yarn so much. Stupid cat.