peanut butter jar

John bought a new jar of peanut butter, and put it on the kitchen counter, and then didn't see the jar when he was going to make some PB&J.

And then we found the jar "twisted" open, the foil torn, and about a good inch and a half licked clean.



It was Naicha. It'a always Naicha. And when we tried to confront her with the jar, she sniffed it and tried to lick it again.



When we finally place the destroyed jar in between her paws. She tried to ignore it, and pretended she had nothing to do with it.