I heard the panicked squawk and flap of Faye, which told me that she was downstairs in the kitchen, DH or one of the cats had come in, and she was flapping about panicking. I put the iron down.
Then I heard a thud, a crash, and the sound of glass being smashed. I hurried downstairs.
I saw Fay run out of the kitchen in to the garden; DH ws stood in the middle of the kitchen, looking at a smashed glass. A glass vase was on its side on the windowsill. A glass piece he'd made was in the sink.
He'd come in from the garden, Faye had seen him and panicked (as she does). She decided to fly up to try and get out through the kitchen window. Unfortunately for everyone, the window wasn't open, so she hit it, bounced off it, knocked the vase and the glass wave off the windowsill, panicked and flapped, and her wing hit a glass on the worktop which then smashed to smithereens on the floor.
She was fine.
It took some time to clear up.