So what started as a fabulous holiday evening of raucous merriment and mirth complete with classic movie quotes done in the vocal stylings of Mr. Rogers ("say hello to my little neighbor". "Ask yourself, do i feel lucky? well do ya neighbor?" "frankly my neighbor, i don't give a damn") has deteriorated into quiet uncomfortable giggling as a senile old dog tried to drink everyone's cocktails. We thought she was doing it because she was just seriously thirsty.... But her water dish is full. She's just, in fact, a senile old dog trying to drink everyone's cocktails! How do you do an intervention for a dog?
