Me, high and stumbling to the bathroom in the middle of the night:
My fluffy 3 pound dog: stop!!! Fiend!! You enter my home?!? To harm my people?!!?!! How dare thee!! I will fight you to the death!!!
Me, still high, emerging from the bathroom a minute later:
My 8 year old bug eyed baby dog: ah! Comrade!! Thank goodness you emerged unscathed!!! There was a terrible intruder that entered the washroom!!! I fought valiantly my dear friend!!!!!!














