OD’d in Denver

I fed my dog catnip

To keep her calm on the plane

But she OD’d in Denver

And can’t even remember her name

She was cool on the journey,

But in the hotel, found the catnip bag in my grip,

Tore it open

And took her own little trip

Now I have to confess

When talking with another dog owner

That my pretty little Dachsund

Is nothing but a stoner

The Vet confessed sadly

That there was nothing she could do

The dog OD’d in Denver

And can’t remember that outside is the place to poo