I moved into a townhouse where they had the Westinghouse Spacemates washer and dryer stacked in the kitchen.The backyard was fenced in and the dog we had was usually outside and we built him a doghouse that was placed just to the left of the back patio.Being in my early 20's and workin a 9 to 5 mon-fri job at a major hospital,I "partied hardy every weekend.I'd gat high on pot and usually went out taking a small bag with me to share with my friends or have just to keep a nice buzz.one sunday morning,my "X" went to do the laundry thinking since I was dead asleep after staying out in an after hours dance club not getting home untill 7AM the next morning I would be thrilled to have him do my laundry for me.It was about 11am when he threw all the clothes into the Laundromat and I woke up around 1pm.I could not find my jeans and walked out into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.I then proceededback to my bedroom to medicate my severe hangover by rolling a nivce big joint and could not find my stash.I franticaly searched and after about 20minutes of searching high and low,I finaly gave up and went on about myself thinking I either smoked it all or lost it on the dance floor the nigh before.I went outback to smoke a cigarett and Max,my dog was knocked out.He was layin flat on his back ,legs proped upright and snoring.i tried to wake him up and as I was shaking him finaly waking him,I all of the sudden became stunned and confused,and real pissed.I could smell what seamed to be the aroma of dried grass and the smell was coming from the dryer vent which was right next to Max's doghouse.I ran into the hose right into the kitchen and opened the dryer.Yes my jeans and other pieces of darl clothing were there but so was my pot ALL OVER EVERYTHING!!!!!! Evidently,Miss Thing didn't bother to check any pockets so not only did the pot go all over the place but the residue from the metal pipe that had never been cleaned in monts had mixed into the clothes onto the fabrics and in the dryer as it was drying,the fumes were intoxicating my dog!he was a broaderline collie so it really wouldn't take much to get him high.He slept for at least 4 hours and it took him about three days to come back to his old self again.Poor guy.He was the best dog I ever had.