Sounds sort of like Frank. Or Anoreth’s Dog.
You never know until faced with the actual thing, because unless extended, the Vel-Cro is harmless. I had a cat once that sharpened his claws as he walked on the carpet. You could actually hear him coming as the claws would make a slight sound as he pulled each foot out of the nap. His name was Evinrude, and he was a rescue at a campground we hosted. He was very tiny and was covered in fleas and had a bad infestation of ear mites. The shelter said they would put him down.
I said, no. Tell me what I need for the mites and I’ll go get a bottle of flea bath. oh. my. stars. The fleas visibly left that tiny little fur ball by the hundreds. He was white and orange and would play catch. If you threw a small ball (space ball) he would go get it and bring it back for you to toss again. :o]
He would also ride on the back of the seat in the truck, so the sun could hit him when we came to Vegas from St George. He was something else!