Things The Bee has tried or successfully 'snuck' downstairs:
(these two go together as he has figured out that anything deemed as 'boken' can be fixed with a screwdriver and batteries)
utility knife (can't open by himself thankfully)
(which he emptied on the carpet...and while not the worst smell in the world, mixed with spotshot mingles to form a weird medicinal/soapy/cookie smell that is not appealing. and made a very dark stain)
and today....a spaghetti squash...go figure
It seems the pantry is his current 'go-to' place.