"If we're close enough, I may be able to sniff it out!" He stops and brings his nose up into the air so that he could catch the scent of food.

"Sniff sniff." He picks up on something, but he can't tell what it is. "I smell something that-a way!" He points a paw in a direction that lead off the path. "I bet that we'll get there faster if we bear-line to it!"

Without a second thought, Teddie strays off the trail and into the underbrush.