You get back from a long day at work. It was awful. You started off the morning fine until your bitty killer started acting naughty. You dropped your coffee, Almost crashed, and were late to work. You arrived home and opened your door to a disaster. Your walls were clean except for the bottom foot of it which was scattered with mud and dirt. You found your wonderful vases full of bright flowers shattered in piles of water and picked off petals. Pillows were unzipped and there was stuffing everywhere as well as crape juice in your light carpet. You walk into the kitchen to fine silverware everywhere and a few plates on the floor broken. You look and see in one of your cabinets is the culprit. Bitty killer was trying to hide himself. He had a butter knife in hand and he was hissing at you as you opened the cabinet door.