I walked into the condo last week, and there was a broken air conditioning component sitting in our kitchen. I had told no 1 to get the AC component out of storage, and I didn’t think why it was out. I talked to our son, but she didn’t seem to think anything about it. My kid told myself and others that if I had questions about the AC unit; I should talk to dad. My fiance wasn’t home, so how was I going to talk to him? All I knew was that the window AC component was smashed in pieces and taking up residence on our current kitchen carpet. I went back to our kid and told him that since the A/C was in the kitchen; I had to deduce that someone had put it there. That someone had to be someone in our house. She swore she didn’t touch the air conditioning unit. My kid swore she never touched the air conditioning unit. I finally called our fiance and asked what she knew about the broken window air conditioning component that was sitting in our kitchen. She said her sibling had brought it over and put it on the table. Her sibling wanted him to look at the air conditioning component and see if it could be fixed, and okay. My fiance was an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C specialist and her help was often required, but why was it smashed? About that time, our bruiser mastiff came bounding into the room looking appreciate an innocent. She sniffed the air conditioning unit, laid down and hid her eyes in her paws. I knew it had to be someone in this condo that had smashed the AC unit.