Back in the day I was laying on the floor eating some hash brownies and watching TV when my chihuahua Peanut (R.I.P.) came over and sat up, begging for a bite. I gave her a little chunk of brownie and she ran off with it, and of course was back a minute or two later sitting up for another chunk. This went on for 15 or 20 minutes until I looked at her as she was sitting there all pretty and noticed that her eyes were completely closed and she was swaying slightly. She was high, so was I and I started laughing my ass off. I guess that scared her and the ol' stoner paranoia must have kicked in because she ran off and hid under my bed for the rest of the night.