Operation Berry Rescue

A sweet, sugary scent caught my nose, and I dashed straight off the placemat! Sitting right by a wicker basket was a small round jar with a shiny gold lid. Inside, tiny crimson berries were floating in sticky syrup! I charged in, puffed my chest, and gave the jar a mighty hug to hoist it free. It didn't budge at all, but my paws slid down the cool glass, knocking over a wooden butter spreader with a loud clatter! I didn't get any jam, but I gave the jar an honorable salute anyway!