It's OK

I have lost a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
Fatty was at the table eating it, or should have been eating it. He doesn't smell like peanut butter. There is no evidence on clothes or face that he has consumed any peanut butter. I have checked the table, the floor, the bench and chairs, even my cute brown purse he has be carrying around all morning.
Oh well, I guess I will wait for a few days and follow the line of ants that will lead me to the small colony feasting on the very good PB and J.

I will not smell the dog's breath.