Pooches: Dogs in Bars & Miss M's Drinking Problem

Though we live in a huge city, I'm not privy to any bars that accept dogs. Sure, dogs can join us at the outdoor cafes, but I always envied the Bad Mutha Fudruckers crew whose two pitbulls are regulars at a neighborhood bar.
Last weekend we attended another fundraiser for Project Rescue. Right after their adoption event, they "took over" a local bar where their volunteers worked as bartenders with all tips going straight to the dogs. Since we love supporting dog rescues doing things we would do anyway, we stopped by for a few drinks, making sure to tip big. The best part was the pooches were allowed in the bars. Given Miss M's drinking problem, we usually don't have her around alcohol. This time it wasn't the alcohol that was the problem, but Miss M just really, really wanted to meet people and have them pet her.
Like a true 'girl of the bar', Miss M strategically positioned herself in front of the Men's Restroom; that way she could make contact with guys as they were entering and leaving the restroom. Plus, the ones waiting in line would be forced to pet her for an extended period of time. Here she is cruising for guys:Miss M quickly learned it would be even better to position herself right by the front door. This way she could check out everyone coming in, and greet them appropriately. Here she is edging in on some conversations of people she just met:
Meanwhile, Mr. B acted at home in the bar like a true Chicago guy. Even though this other dog was barking at him, he still remained calm listening to sports on the TV:
And like the true class act she is, Miss M eventually passed out in the middle of the floor. Her head was literally centimeters from this guy's heel, and people were stepping over her. And all she drank was water.