you know whats weird? I love it too. I organize everything. I'm really weird about it. In a way, it helped me find where the license was. I knew exactly where it was when we moved out of Germany. So it helped me figure out where it was here.
My movies are alphabetized. XD When I first unpacked, I just put them on the shelves willy nilly, and hubster was like "Whoa, wait. They're not in your normal orderly fashion. WHAT DID YOU DO?"
And so does my little dog, apparently. I woke up to the little bed shredded and all over the living room. Most dogs would look guilty, but this fucker was like "MORNING! I MADE YOU A MESS!" while my older dog was all nervous and worried looking. Poor Papa. He thought he was going to get in trouble for it.
Papa knows what to touch and what not to touch. But when Braego gets into something, or if I'm mad and my voice is just generally loud, he gets all nervous and hides in his crate. I have to go rub his head before he knows he's not the target. XD And I'm chaotically organized. Its messy, but I know where everything is. Its not until I clean that shit gets lost...