That Fire I Was Talking About...

Well that nice warm and cozy fire we lit last night was well nice for a moment. The metal grating inside the fireplace decided to slide on to the glass door and it KABOOOOOM... shattered. It literally scared the poop out of Sam. Sam was sitting closest to the fireplace up on the end of the couch and I was on the other end and the glass exploded like a shot gun blast. Scary! Luckily the fireplace guard we set up so that Sam couldn't put his hands on the glass saved the room from being riddled with hot glass. We are so upset about our cute little fireplace.