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Medicine Al · #1 (**permalink**) 06-20-2007, 02:20 AM

The old tongue twister asks how much wood, would a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

But the question the veterinarian was asking me was, 'how much weed did your wee dog eat? did your wee dog eat much weed?'!?...

On a trip to Arizona to visit friends and family, recently, we had gotten the strangest wake up call, after arriving late and sleeping on the inflatable matress/floor, from my poor dog, Weed-ox, who was having a problem walking. He's a little stray wookie look-alike, all 35 lbs. of sweet, a strangely skunky smelling furball who never seems to get any older. His name is "weed-ox", cause he looks like a musk ox and smells like weed.
Anyway, after driving all night to get there for my friends bach. party the next day, we crashed at his house, after a good smoke session, and were dreaming very sweet dreams indeed, when all of a sudden, we heard a crash and woke up.

My dog was oscillating while he tried to walk, no shit, kind of wafting and staggering all at the same time, and he had just crashed into the coffee table! Bash!

I looked at this adorable little fella, and I could hardly recognize him...he walked so gingerly, it seemed he must be thinking the floor was trying to fall out from under his paws, like he had to place every step just so, or he would lose his footing. His eyes were a degree of blood shot red I had never seen outside of a fire ring! He swayed back and forth like a fan leaf in a dust storm, shaking at what seemed to be variable speeds, as though he was melting and recasting his waxen image just a little bit every few seconds. It was like every nerve and muscle in his face had gone slack!

So in a mild panic we loaded him into the car and set off to the animal hospital to save our little buddy! We were so genuinely worried, that the attending vet had a difficult time containing his laughter when he made his diagnosis. With a slight guffaw he asked if there was any chance, 'that the dog had perhaps gotten a hold of and consumed a large quantity of Marijuana today?'

And then I remembered the brownies! The beautiful medical grade brownies that I had brought for the party! These were baked perfection, a stoner's dream confection, made from the strongest batch of cannabis butter ever, this small tray was loaded with about the equivalent of a large cola of Train Wreck! They were double bagged, and you could still smell the herb, triple baggies then and we had hid them in the luggage, as a surprise for the party!

Oh shit, did the damn dog get into my brownies? Sure as hell, the fang marks on what was left of the baggies was a dead give-away, little weed-ox had been there as we slept! He had consumed enough THC to turn ten full-sized men into giggling, numb-brained butterballs! Now I was realy worried, was my doggie going to go mutant? would he become sterile? or worse, was he going to die?
Tell me, doc, does my dog have a chance? Will he make it back from the land of nod, or will he become a schedule one casualty?!?

The Vet just chuckled and said, "relax, no one has ever died from an overdose of marijuana. He will sleep a lot, eat a lot, and probably be his normal self in a few hours... even though he is the stoned-est dog I have ever seen, In 20 years of practice!"

So with an admonition to " watch what kinds of snacks you allow your pets to eat! They don't need all that sugar!", we paid the good doc for his services, and loaded the baked pup back in the car. He was still drooling like a weeping drunkard, and slack as a deflated dirigible...snoring while his eyes were open, damn it was funny! We were so glad we had still some granddaddy purple stashed in the ride, but the dog got all the edibles.

Weed-ox is fully recuperated from his trip to see the vet, smiling and licking himself as contented as ever...and I swear that when he sees the bong come out now, he winks at me, rolls on his back like he's dead, and woofs!

Neverwill · #2 (**permalink**) 06-20-2007, 02:24 AM

lmao... this is hilarious..but, my friends dog died when me and him got his dog ripped...so yeah, be careful on how big the dog is and how much he breathes in

tarheels058 · #3 (**permalink**) 06-20-2007, 02:35 AM

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Originally Posted by Neverwill

lmao... this is hilarious..but, my friends dog died when me and him got his dog ripped...so yeah, be careful on how big the dog is and how much he breathes in

are you sure? what did it die from? I don't see how that is possible.

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#1 (permalink) 06-20-2007, 02:20 AM
Medicine Al Gumby Mamet Join Date: May 2007 Location: Sipapu, GC Posts: 1,614	The Stoned-est Dog Ever... The old tongue twister asks how much wood, would a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood? But the question the veterinarian was asking me was, 'how much weed did your wee dog eat? did your wee dog eat much weed?'!?... On a trip to Arizona to visit friends and family, recently, we had gotten the strangest wake up call, after arriving late and sleeping on the inflatable matress/floor, from my poor dog, Weed-ox, who was having a problem walking. He's a little stray wookie look-alike, all 35 lbs. of sweet, a strangely skunky smelling furball who never seems to get any older. His name is "weed-ox", cause he looks like a musk ox and smells like weed. Anyway, after driving all night to get there for my friends bach. party the next day, we crashed at his house, after a good smoke session, and were dreaming very sweet dreams indeed, when all of a sudden, we heard a crash and woke up. My dog was oscillating while he tried to walk, no shit, kind of wafting and staggering all at the same time, and he had just crashed into the coffee table! Bash! I looked at this adorable little fella, and I could hardly recognize him...he walked so gingerly, it seemed he must be thinking the floor was trying to fall out from under his paws, like he had to place every step just so, or he would lose his footing. His eyes were a degree of blood shot red I had never seen outside of a fire ring! He swayed back and forth like a fan leaf in a dust storm, shaking at what seemed to be variable speeds, as though he was melting and recasting his waxen image just a little bit every few seconds. It was like every nerve and muscle in his face had gone slack! So in a mild panic we loaded him into the car and set off to the animal hospital to save our little buddy! We were so genuinely worried, that the attending vet had a difficult time containing his laughter when he made his diagnosis. With a slight guffaw he asked if there was any chance, 'that the dog had perhaps gotten a hold of and consumed a large quantity of Marijuana today?' And then I remembered the brownies! The beautiful medical grade brownies that I had brought for the party! These were baked perfection, a stoner's dream confection, made from the strongest batch of cannabis butter ever, this small tray was loaded with about the equivalent of a large cola of Train Wreck! They were double bagged, and you could still smell the herb, triple baggies then and we had hid them in the luggage, as a surprise for the party! Oh shit, did the damn dog get into my brownies? Sure as hell, the fang marks on what was left of the baggies was a dead give-away, little weed-ox had been there as we slept! He had consumed enough THC to turn ten full-sized men into giggling, numb-brained butterballs! Now I was realy worried, was my doggie going to go mutant? would he become sterile? or worse, was he going to die? Tell me, doc, does my dog have a chance? Will he make it back from the land of nod, or will he become a schedule one casualty?!? The Vet just chuckled and said, "relax, no one has ever died from an overdose of marijuana. He will sleep a lot, eat a lot, and probably be his normal self in a few hours... even though he is the stoned-est dog I have ever seen, In 20 years of practice!" So with an admonition to " watch what kinds of snacks you allow your pets to eat! They don't need all that sugar!", we paid the good doc for his services, and loaded the baked pup back in the car. He was still drooling like a weeping drunkard, and slack as a deflated dirigible...snoring while his eyes were open, damn it was funny! We were so glad we had still some granddaddy purple stashed in the ride, but the dog got all the edibles. Weed-ox is fully recuperated from his trip to see the vet, smiling and licking himself as contented as ever...and I swear that when he sees the bong come out now, he winks at me, rolls on his back like he's dead, and woofs! __________________ Tell Me Somethin' Good! Tell Me That You Love Me!

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Neverwill Soco Amaretto Lime Join Date: Mar 2007 Posts: 191	lmao... this is hilarious..but, my friends dog died when me and him got his dog ripped...so yeah, be careful on how big the dog is and how much he breathes in __________________ Love Not Lust, Good Things Cant Be Rushed "The Fact About Fiction Is That Its Always In Your Head"

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