Mr. Z came by the play space wanting a foot worship session. He sat on the couch, propping his feet up and simply read his book. Veronica sniffed and licked his sneakers before removing them, taking several deep breaths her nose buried inside his shoes. Before removing his socks one by one, taking deep breaths inhaling their odor before removing them and feasting on his sweaty feet. I wonder which was worse.... his shoes, his socks or his feet? Granted you will NEVER hear Veronica complain!