Neither the squirrel nor Jan knew exactly what to do. They both changed direction, darting from one side of the road to the other trying desperately to avoid a collision, with the squirrel at a huge disadvantage due to the weight of the jar.
Finally the poor squirrel dropped the jar and scampered to the nearest tree. Hey, wait, that jar of PB sitting on our kitchen counter when I was making toast this morning, that wasn't..?
Jan insists the squirrel must have had too much coffee.

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