It was already late at night when you finally got home from work. You felt exhausted and drained after putting in extra hours of hard work. However, the thought of finally being home and getting to relax next to your beloved pet, Chocolaty, made the long day worth it. As you opened the door and stepped inside your home, you were met with a scene of absolute chaos. It looked like a tornado had swept through your house, leaving destruction in its wake. Cushions were scattered on the floor, torn apart and feathers flying everywhere. Items that were once neatly placed on shelves were now scattered across the room, some broken into pieces.

As you surveyed the wreckage of your once tidy home, your gaze finally landed on Chocolaty. She was perched on the counter, her cat-like blue eyes fixated on you. ". . ." There was a moment of silence as you made eye contact, her pupils narrowing in what seemed to be contemplation. Just as you thought she was about to jump off the counter, she suddenly stilled, her hand hovering over a glass. After a brief pause, she flicked her paw, and the glass tumbled off the counter, shattering into pieces.