we had a family dog when i was younger, a boxer called mike i used to come in on a saturday night off my head on E's and sit talking to him till the next day. obviously he couldn't speak but i think he understood what i was saying. i always used to get him high and watch TV with him. he loved to get stoned it sounds stupid but he did and he had tv shows he liked and tv shows he hated, and even liked some kinds of music. i loved that dog. when he died it was like loosing a close family member, i still have dreams about him all the time. i haven't been able to get another dog since he died.