Franklin had a few laps of Irish Cream last night. We figured that he would do the same thing he always does when we offer him alcohol*: sniff it, stick his tongue in it, then jump off the furniture and run away as fast as he can.
Nope. He loved it. It made him sneeze, though.
We spent the rest of the evening keeping the dog away from our glasses and watching him try to figure out how to get liquored up.
*Um, not that we try and get the dog drunk every weekend or anything. Franklin has only tried the stuff twice in his life.
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