Tulsa LOVES Peanut Butter!
I made the mistake of leaving an empty jar on a counter as a reminder to get more.
I hadn't cleaned it or scraped it down real good, so there was about a quarter of a cup in the jar, and the lid was on, but not tight.
Went to the market, and when I got home, there was the PB lid, with teeth marks, by the door!
Found Tulsa under my desk, holding the jar with her front paws, her nose buried DEEP into the jar, her tongue lapping the inside like a PB junkie.
She looked up at me with that "Busted" look on her face! PB on her eyebrows!
I started laughing. The jar was spotless to within a half inch of the bottom.
Never had any digestive problems with her, she could eat a train and just BURP real good.
PB is a Treat anytime.
p.s.
Tulsa likes Skippy, Super Chunky!
Me too.