Hi tidruin89.
I hope you realize it is not only people who find your predicament rather funny, but dogs as well.
The answer is really quite simple actually. Dogs are regarded as "man's best friend". When you are
tripping, they feel put-off due to your new "best friend". Historically, a dog was a man's keener sight, his
keener sense of smell, his more acute hearing. Suddenly, you take a dose, and well, where does that leave
Fido? What you have stumbled upon is the fact that even a dog knows good psychedelics are good for more
than just watching the walls drip or cartoon hallucinations. The dogs are keeping you from the world of 'Enter
The Dog'. While you might not know you have the ability, they do. So. . . "Pup", do you learn 'The Way of The
Dog', or do you jump back stiffly erect in alarm like any other human? On acid you might be able to smell that
hydrangea from far, far away, but acid can't bite you in the fucking shin! Ha-ha-ha! Laughing Dog!
After all that. . .It is well-known that you should never approach a dog with your
hands in your pockets. Dogs love openness and honesty- unless they have been trained otherwise.
Maybe the dogs are trying to tell you to lay-off the psychedelics!