Has there ever been a case of a dog addicted to alcohol? First, dogs do not like the taste of whisky, wine, beer, etc.-I have offered beer to my dog-he turns his head away from it.
But, i seem to remember that the dog in the old Dick Powell movies (Astrid) would drink champagne.
Anybody know if this is true?
If you’re referring to the Thin Man films with William Powell, the dog’s name was Asta.
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As in it preferred Asta whisky, wine and beer?
I have known dogs who’ve enjoyed beer. Just saying…
Shenanigans. My dog Marli loves beer. (I haven’t given her very much however!). Dogs are like people, some like it, some don’t. My other dog Hannah does not like it.
Every dog i’ve ever had has loved beer, fwiw.
We have two miniature dachshunds, brother and sister. The female likes both wine and beer, and she’ll drink whenever she gets the chance. The male doesn’t, and neither like hard alcohol.
Prime example: my wife went to a small house-warming party where the owner didn’t yet have furniture; she stepped away and left her wine glass on the floor, and when she went back about 10 minutes later, our dog was licking the inside of the now-empty glass. In the middle of the night, yes, my wife had to take her out to puke. So, we have one anecdotal data point that says that some dogs do like alcohol.
Now, since we don’t intentionally give our dogs alcohol, calling our littler one an alcoholic is a bit of a stretch. After all, there is that lack of opposable thumbs (makes manipulating bottles a bit difficult), in addition to the fact that she can’t reach anything above knee-level. 
How would a dog get addicted to alcohol without a human enabler?
And enjoying alcohol does not mean that one is “addicted.”
That said…
One New Year’s day, I was at my friends’ house with Spot the Wonderpup. I had some champagne in an ordinary tumbler which I set down on the floor. You can guess what happened.
Within a few minutes, he was sprawled out in the middle of the floor, trying to get as flat as possible and moaning. He, quite obviously, had a major case of the spins. After a while, he got on the couch, put his head in my friend’s lap, and just laid there, letting out a loud groan every now and then. We felt horrible, especially because we couldn’t stop laughing. It was hysterically funny to see a dog displaying the exact same behavior as a college freshman who didn’t know how to handle his alcohol. We got him to drink as much water as we could, but he spent the next day nursing a hangover. Poor puppy.
Your dog is not “dogs.”
Only someone who once wrote crosswords would care about that.
My recently departed Wondermutt Bitz liked booze, and so does our Bulldog Sydney.
That said, with only one exception neither ever had more than a few drops off our fingertips.
That exception was a doozy. During a camping trip, one of the guys set his plastic tumbler of Captain and Diet Coke between two stones so it wouldn’t fall over and wandered to the woodline to pee. Those stones made a great support when Bitz wandered over and started lapping. When he got back, she’d finished the 5 or so ounces that had been left.
She didn’t get weird or miserable, but she did curl up next to the tent and stayed there all night. The next day she was moving slowly, didn’t care for any loud noises and was, quite obviously, hung over to beat the band.
The notable alcoholic dog isn’t Asta from The Thin Man movies, but Neil, the alcoholic St. Bernard ghost from the 1953-5 TV series Topper. There’s the sliver of justification, in that St. Bernards were always depictede in caroons as carrying thatr little keg of brandy around their necks when used as rescue dogs in the Alps.
I don’t think Neil’s in the original 1937 movie or the Thorne Smith novel.
a buddy of mine lived in a house with a dog (belonged to a housemate) that LOVED beer. At parties this dog would walk around and, if you weren’t paying attention, would try and knock your beer cup out of your hand. It would then lap up the spilled beer. We also had to keep the keg spout up above the dog’s level or it would just go over and start licking it
Dunno if the dog was an alcoholic, but he certainly loved his beer
My beloved husband had a dog that was an alcoholic in his (my husband’s) youth. The dog was a former police bloodhound named (I swear) Lightnin’. My husband lived in a rural part of Tennessee at the time, and Lightnin’ would take off over the hill to the local waterin’ hole, where the patrons found it hilarious to get him drunk. Apparently Lighnin’ was a mean drunk, and finally his behavior got so uncontrollable that his (my husband’s) father had to give him away, as he was no longer safe around the children.
My old greyhound Indy loved wine. My mother used to like to have a glass of wine at night while she read a book. Indy would follow her around until she sat, then attempt to dunk his long greyhound nose into the glass to get a taste.
most of my dogs have always loved beer; my second Gordon Abbie used to knock beer cans over so she could steal!
My present Gordie girl Kharma happens to like tequila sunrises. she would drink as much as I would give her (which isn’t much!) but she does NOT like beer. They are all individuals.
What’s really bad is when the dog gets into smack. Stuff starts disappearing from your home to pay for his habit.
One of our dogs doesn’t like beer, and one LOVES some kinds, but is picky. She likes most stouts and some wits, but no pilsners, no fruit flavored beers, and nothing that’s too hoppy.
She’s never had more than enough to barely cover the bottom of a custard dish (about a tablespoon or so), so she’s never had enough to count as an alcoholic. She might be if she could get it, though.
Ha, that reminds me of this story on Craigslist. (SFW)