The Upper Crust

Molly dearly loves pizza crust and I finally got a hold of some pizza last night. As soon as I sat down and started eating it, Molly was firmly planted by my feet letting me know that she was ready to be hand fed some crust. She could care less about the pizza itself, she just wants the crust. Ehen I used to live in a place where I could get pizza delivered, she could smell the pizza delivery guy when he/she rounded the corner. Molly has a "super sniffer" (A Psych reference) like no other.