Yogi could be his roommate at the clinic.
He loves his Poppa's beer. None of our other dogs have ever shown an interest in beer. They always think, if we have it - it must be good. DH would tip the open end of the bottle to them, they'd take a sniff and back away. The looks on their faces make me giggle. "Poppa, is Momma making you take medicine?!" But my sweet gentle loving little Yogi, just started licking away at the bottle.
DH took it right away from him and he stood there licking his lips and asking for more. "mmm Poppa, that's good stuff. Lets watch some football, drink beer and belch all afternoon."
Yogi is all boy.
Now DH has to be careful where he leaves his beer when he gets up from the couch.