...and another one gone, another one gone: another one bites the dust!

Death on Four Legs struck again yesterday after Russet left for work. When I got home at around 11pm, I noticed a paper towel in the floor, indicative that a Certain Poodle Princess had been scrounging again, but I couldn't find any evidence or destruction elsewhere. So I threw away said paper towel and ultimately went to bed.

Fast-forward to 6am. Russet gets home, and immediately spots a former jar of peanut butter under the table.

At least it was a Jiff Premium that had zero artificial ingredients.