Harry Loses his Peanut Butter

I’m freaking out here. Why? Because my keeper here at the Insectarium just confiscated all of my peanut butter! I was barely awake when they barged in wearing hazmat suits and rubber gloves. It was scary. They said they had to protect me from salmonella, which is a bacteria that can get into your food and make you really sick.

I’m glad they’re protecting me, but I already miss my peanut butter. I had several different kinds: toasted peanut butter crackers, peanut butter cookies, peanut butter cups, and jars of smooth, crunchy and extra crunchy peanut butter. That’s what I use to make fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Which were also Elvis Presley’s favorite.

I wonder what Elvis would use as a substitute? I’m thinking marshmallow fluff.