In her window. I sprang into action to find the creep not realizing I had left a just delivered pizza, box open, sitting on the coffee table. I came back 10 minutes later to find the pizza untouched. My English mastiff was sitting about 2 feet away staring at the pizza with drool hanging from his jowls all the way to the floor. I have never been so proud of a dog as I was the night. I had no choice but to throw a slice in his bowl. My current dog, would have eaten the pizza, the box, and then probably crapped on the floor.