He Didn't Learn It From Me, I Swear

We're sitting down to beers at Burgermeister when Otis, my beloved canine companion, started freaking out like there were cats in his pants. I drew closer to see what was going on; he leapt up on me and licked my shirt. Thusly subdued, I decided to tie him to a nearby tree, where he remained quietly for all of three seconds until he charged into the tables set out on the sidewalk, knocked over our beers, and started drinking them off the ground.

It was really annoying, but admittedly a pretty sweet move. Plus the cash register lady saw the whole thing and provided us with new beers for free. Sure is nice to finally have a smart dog for once, even if he's sometimes a little evil.