A Crunch in the Corner

A rich, nutty scent drifted right under my nose! I followed the smell out of the living room and trotted straight toward the open pantry door. Tucked right behind a wooden spice rack on the bottom shelf, I discovered a thick, bone-shaped biscuit sitting inside a clear treat pouch! My paws scrambled against the smooth tile, nudging the bag until it crinkled. I clamped my mouth right onto the corner of the wrapper, biting down on the hard biscuit edge through the crinkly plastic. It gave such a solid crunch, but the pouch is still stubbornly sealed tight!