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Something is Eating My Garden Hoses

Never experienced this before.  All the garden hoses stored on the ground on the northwest side of the house are badly chewed, and apparently eaten, as the chips are no where around.  Some of the hoses are vinyl, others are rubber.  It apparently makes no difference to the culprit as both have been chewed equally.
I set the game camera out for a couple nights, but no photos were taken.
The tooth marks are quite large, somewhat eliminating field mice---but what could it be?

Here is the evidence:

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