Have Belly Rubs- Will Deliver

All of my fiends that have met Molly pretty much agree that she is spoiled rotten. In fact, that is usually the first words out of their mouth. Those same people are pretty much the one's that Molly likes the least. This morning Molly is laying on the other side of the living room and she is growling and woofing and carrying on and doing her best Shemp of the Three Stooges impersonation. The one where Shemps spins around on the floor. I have to get up from my desk and walk across the living room just to give Molly a belly rub. I then had to get up and walk across the living room to hand feed her some homemade sausage biscuits that I had made for breakfast. Spoiled rotten? Molly disagrees.