Hello Friends,
Today was PBJ day!!!! That stands for peanut butter jar! Woot! It was a fantastic time. The foster Mom had finally saved up enough empty, frozen, PB jars for us all. That is four jars! Holy moly! Here is a pictorial of me enjoying the creamy, frozen, deliciousness...
First to the right...
Now you sick your long nose down in there...
Now stand on your head... Nom, nom, nom. This is great stuff!
I just need to get this last little bit down here on the bottom.
Everything is always better when shared with a friend.
Disclaimer- My foster Mom asked me, to remind you, to never leave your houndie unattended while eating the creamy, deliciousness of the PB jar. Our long head could get stuck and we could suffocate! That would make for a very unhappy PB day! Safety first!
Hobo (who must now go unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth)
