Years ago ( late 50's) had a neighbor who was, to put it mildly, was an enthusiastic drinker. He could be seen taking his dog for a walk every evenening just as the pub used to open.
Closing time the landlord used to put the dogs lead into neighbors hand and say to the dog, " Take him home boy." and the old mutt got him home safely for years.
Even the coppers (remember when they used to patrol on foot!!) new him and the dog, and never bothered them as he staggered home.
An early example of a well trained Service Dog!
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