;853605']I had a dog named "Doobie" once. Now seriously, ask yourself how he got the name.
But hell, he was just a pup and he was in the room where me and my buddy were taking bong hits. I don't think he was high.
But, he was a drunk. He had a bad habit of knocking over beers so he could drink them. No, seriously. He would see someone with a beer can, walk over to whatever it was sitting on and try to bump into it and make the beer fall over. If you sat your beer down where he could reach it, he would look around to see if you were watching, then bump it over with his paw. He'd wait a minute to see if it was cool, then start lapping up the booze. He'd get a few in him and go to sleep.
Fuckin' weird dog.
But hell, he was just a pup and he was in the room where me and my buddy were taking bong hits. I don't think he was high.
But, he was a drunk. He had a bad habit of knocking over beers so he could drink them. No, seriously. He would see someone with a beer can, walk over to whatever it was sitting on and try to bump into it and make the beer fall over. If you sat your beer down where he could reach it, he would look around to see if you were watching, then bump it over with his paw. He'd wait a minute to see if it was cool, then start lapping up the booze. He'd get a few in him and go to sleep.
Fuckin' weird dog.