Charlie. What a boy he is. And apparently a beer lover.
Tonight I'm on line reading some fantastic news about my friend Tanya (click on Net Chick to the left) who lives in Vancouver while enjoying a frosty cold Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, when to my surprise I hear a long pink tongue lapping up the golden goodness in the glass next to me.
What the?!?!?
It was my pal Charlie trying to catch a buzz!!
OK... beer is for people but a little (very little) can't be bad for a dog. Brewers yeast helps keep away the mosquitoes and a little barley malt helps the digestion. Not to mention the stress Charlie lives with day in and day out dealing with the neighbors coming and going all day, the mail man, the yard guy and the lizards doing who knows what ungodly things on the fence and in the bushes. I guess he needs to relax at the end of the day just like I do.
Maybe next time he would like a nice glass of Merlot.
MilkBone. Red or white???
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4 comments:
Charlie sounds like a real buddy - slurping your brew right under your nose.
hehe! Too funny -- Charlie certainly does have a very stressful existence! No wonder he's turning to the booze. ;)
I love me some Charlie!!! Bubba, the first black lab we had LOVED Beer! Charlie has some great taste in beer!!!
90 days is long enough in rehab, friend. time to post a picture of the dog or something, please
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