This morning I beat the alarm clock by about thirty seconds. Got up, fed the Warrior Princess in the master bathroom, fed the kitten in the main bathroom. Too many cats, too many special diets. Went out to the kitchen to give the Clueless Wonder his breakfast. Was greeted by two of my Pfaltzcraft plates laying shattered on the kitchen floor. Two of my unwashed Pfaltzgraff dishes that I couldn't leave in the sink because the sink was already full of dishes from Saturday evening's meal.
No knowing which cat did it. It doesn't matter. The dishes shouldn't have been there. I left everything just as I found it for The Professor to deal with. I'm tired of living like this. I have to decide how I deal with it.