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This happened on Saturday night. I had gotten home from drinking and it was time to feed Bento, my 11 pound mini dachshund. I fill her bowl with kibbles, then proceed to fill her water bowl (which is next to her food bowl) with the water jug. She flinches as if I was going to strike her. Bento has never flinched like this in the 7 years of having her in my life. I find it weird, and keep an eye on her for the next few hours.

As the night continues on, she continues to flinch, be wobbly. Every time I go to pet her and rub her head, she flinches. Her head was never still, constantly moving. I become concerned. 

I lay her on my bed with pillows and blankets and keep an eye on her all night. She passes out, and is SNORING. Think Shrek with sleep apnea. 

Sunday we wake up, and she is 100%. Normal dog, normal life. 

Monday evening. I'm at home pretty bored. I remember that on Friday, I was given a marijuana edible. I go to my bag, which was located on the couch. I reach in the front pocket, which was open. Its empty. I search the big pouch, little pouch, all the damn pouches. The edible was gone. 

DING

BENTO ATE THE FUCKING EDIBLE. The bag was located on the couch, with the edible located in the front pocket. Bento is able, as small as she is, to jump onto the couch and just chill. Whilst chilling, she found my weed brownie, ate it, got fucked up. And took me on a roller  coaster of emotions.
<bot>: left a weed brownie in my bag, Dog ate it, got high, made me stress. Dog is OK. and wonderful.