Mommy decided to challenge me today so she gave me a teething biscuit.
Well, I kind of liked the texture, and the taste was spectacular. I gnawed and gnawed, unfortunately, I only have two teeth, both at the bottom of my mouth. There was just no breaking into those things.
In the end, I just ended the biscuit experience by yelling at the stupid thing out of frustration.
Eventually Mommy soothed me with some rice puffs (They naturally dissolve in your mouth).