I love dogs, I also used to love weed. I had planned a trip to a far away country for the New year. I left my country of origin on a short flyover to meet with

I love dogs, I also used to love weed. I had planned a trip to a far away country for the New year. I left my country of origin on a short flyover to meet with friends and catch main flight to destination. I was absolutly smashed from smoking 2 joints before getting on the plane (outside the main door of the airport). When I arrived I walked through bagage area, with no baggage to collect as it was going straight to the final destination. I spied a dog, and made a beeline to say hello. I had fun playing with the dog and just as I was walking away I could feel this burning feeling that someone was giving me the evil eye. I turned around and followed the dogs lead to the owner, who was a fair way away, and dressed in a high-vis jacket. I continued on without thinking about it, until i started to think about it. Lets just say the next couple of hours waiting for my friends was not so pleasant. (I wasnt carrying anything, but still).