Someone threw a rock at it. Totally broken.
Nothing stolen from the inside thankfully.
No prints. This isn't covered by the insurance.
On the up side Wash and I are working through our issues from the start of the week and the weather has finally broken this week so I've been able to get out more with him since I don't have to worry medically about him in the heat.
I keep thinking it's time for us to catch a real break. Some kind of good luck, or period of less stress. It always could be worse, but for our specific situation seems like every setback is just harder to overcome.
I'll write more later, I'm in no good place mentally right now.