How to get back at a thief

Boy am I mad. Furious. For weeks now I have been building up my supply for the zombie apocalypse. You know, all the important stuff. Toys, books, even my iPod. I found the perfect location - my parents' closet. The clothes hang all the way to the ground, so it's easy to hide objects there.  I went to retrieve a piece of my stockpile and found it MISSING!  When I finally got over my initial shock, I began my search. I found the missing iPod and soon figured out that my very own mother removed my items. I did what any sensible toddler would do, and I got back at her. She went to the bathroom to rinse out a diaper (yes, I planted that diaper to fulfill my plan). I followed behind; opened the toilet; and, before she even knew what was happening, tossed that iPod in the toilet. Serves her right!  Lesson learned, Mom?!  Don't touch my stuff!  Now I have to start my stockpile all over. Not what I was looking forward to after all these months of hard work. Oh well, you gotta do what you gotta do.