For three years my daughter was involved with dog shows. It was the influence of her grandmother, who bred show dogs and recruited Maya to be a dog handler. At first Maya really liked training with the dogs, and wearing a pretty dress at dog shows, so who was I to say no? As much as I loved supporting Maya in doing something she loved, I really hated those dog shows. I mean, I really hated them. I spent half the time hiding out by the car smoking cannabis, just to allow me to get through the afternoon. At one of those dog shows a little old lady approached me as I was smoking cannabis at my car. She was very sweet, and explained to me that the cannabis smoke was very stinky, and everyone at the dog show could smell it. I was a little embarrassed, but then the old lady took out a jar of cannabis edibles and handed me a few of them. She said that she used cannabis edibles at every single dog show, because she didn’t like being around other people. The edibles kept her nice and calm, and yet let no one else know how high she was. It was a genius idea, so I took the edibles from her and thanked her deeply. From then on I never smoked at the dog shows anymore, I would instead eat a handful of cannabis edibles and let that chill me out. I could never handle a dog show without some kind of cannabis in my system.