A man walks into a bar and orders a beer.
The bartender says, we don’t allow dogs in here. You have to go.
The man says, this is my service dog.
The bartender is chagrined and says, oh that’s OK then. Here, have a beer on the house.
Later the man sees his friend and says, hey go into that bar and tell them your dog is a service dog and you get a free drink.
So the fiend goes into the bar, and the bartender says, we don’t allow dogs in here. You have to go.
the friend says, this is my service dog.
The bartender says, that’s no service dog. What kind of service dog is he?
He is a seeing eye dog.
The bartender says Chihuahuas aren’t seeing eye dogs.
And the guys says, What, wait. They gave me a Chihuahua