I wanted to cry.
I still might.
Two of my black birds were shattered into unrecognizable pieces. Two of my tiny whistle birds were also broken. I'm not as sad about the whistle birds because they are just a little china trinket from an old vendor/friend.
I'm most sad about my Pie Birds because they are rare and hard to find.
I am however relieved that my Mammy & Pappy pie birds survived as well as one Black Bird and one Brown Bird.
I think I am going to take a nap.
I hate tiny apartment kitchens and Progresso soup.