The larder was in a narrow room, it shattered right in the center, sending its content and fragments of glass everywhere.
When I got to the scene she was already licking her lips and chewing! I gathered my guts, tip toed over the spillage, carried her (phew, thank goodness she's lighter), and tip toed back over vinegar and glass pieces.
I have boxes on the floor too.
Took me a while to clean up, and now the house smells like Greek salad.
Moral of the day: Never leave anything below 3 feet.
P.S. She chewed the cap, not glass.