Hi my pals, this morning started off as usual, Mommy and I snuggling and getting ready for breakfast. Mommy went to pick up my supper dish from last night and...(insert mystery music please)dum dum dum dum...
This is how she found my bowl.
I am an only pet so rule out evil siblings or kittehs.
The dish was not in any direct cold or heat.
It was just sitting there in pieces, all cracked like the first picture(its up on the counter in picture).We moved it a little to show you how bad it is broken.
My Daddy didn't accidently step on it. There is no explanation we can think of.
Do you have any suggestions for the "Mystery"??
Do we have a ghost??
Loveys Sasha(hiding under the bed for now)