I walked into our bedroom last night to find THIS:
My mom's hobnail dish had been knocked off the dresser, the lid shattered.
I was heartsick. My mom kept this box on her dresser, filled with trinkets and jewelry. I loved the box as a child and especially treasured it now. I had only recently moved it out of the basement to our bedroom. It had only been on our dresser for a few days when disaster struck.
Disaster of the four-legged kind. I know that it was Tinsel who jumped on the dresser and knocked it off. Lily is not a jumper and certainly could not have scaled that height.
Luckily, she wasn't hurt. But I was. :( Spouse helped vacuum up the millions of tiny slivers of glass.
A quick check on eBay made me feel a tiny bit better as I found a few for sale, which will allow me to replace the lid. I know it's a little thing and I probably shouldn't worry about it, but the box is important to me and I want to restore it. I'll just have to find a safer place to keep it!