My dog, Frank, loves weed. I thought it would be a bit cruel to get him stoned (and I was a bit worried that he would freak out and rip somebody apart...who knows, right), but, the first time I smoked around him, as usual, he was trying to get up into my stuff. I was just chilling, smoking a J, and he eventually collapsed on me, moving his nose toward the smoke. He got shitfaced, man. He was having a good old time, and I think he ate 1/3 of a bag of doggie treats. Now when I come home, and he smells the weed, he goes nuts until I blow some on him.