the return of the peanut butter chronicles

chapter 2, part 1.

 

insomnia

 

for those of you who follow us, when gracie the rhodesian was alive, we got into the habit of having a bit of peanut butter after midnight. gracie was dying and jones the basenji was losing weight, so that extra fat didn't matter. [the exception, of course, is me; me with the fat stomach.]

 

it took chai the smooth saluki several weeks to settle into the routine of wandering upstairs to my room when leon takes the spoodles and marina the podenco ibicenco to bed in his room. chai now sleeps with jones and me. jones and I had resumed the peanut butter parties after gracie died. so now chai is included.

 

to be continued....

 

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*for you who want realism there is a picture below of that same peanut butter jar.

Done