tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684843.post7315756762348636836..comments2024-03-26T22:16:26.572-04:00Comments on Terrierman's Daily Dose: You Never See Dogs Smoking AnymorePBurnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781540805883519064noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684843.post-75117671893837916412016-05-12T15:17:52.009-04:002016-05-12T15:17:52.009-04:00Dear Patrick,
When I was a kid in the 50's, Bu...Dear Patrick,<br />When I was a kid in the 50's, Butte Montana had a lot of dogs and as many drinkers. One such combo, Skip and his owner Bill, would appear every afternoon at the Alibi Inn where someone would invariably buy Skip a nickle beer and, as a courtesy, the same to his owner. Skip was rarely without a pipe in his mouth.<br /><br />Donald McCaigDonald McCaighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11890894628274998487noreply@blogger.com