Robert, 56, said: We always go to the pub after a walk and he gets excited as we get nearer to the pub because he knows he is going to see his friends. He is such a loveable character and all the regulars love him, he jumps on the stool and sits next to me at the bar. But we were in the pub recently and he was sat on his stool beside me as usual, I was talking to someone and when I turned round my glass was half-empty. Squiffy was sat there with a sheepish look on his face, the little blighter had helped himself. He had been stealing little slurps from others as well. After that I stopped taking him in the pub for a week or so to teach him a lesson, which I don't think he was too pleased about.

"I let him out in the garden a few days later and after about 10 minutes or so I realised he had gone. I walked down the street looking for him and calling his name and got to the pub.Squiffy was sat in the beer garden looking up at the front door. He looked like he was waiting for it to open. I gave him a good telling off and I think he knew he was in the dog house as he has behaved himself ever since". Squiffy's local is The Craven Arms in Appletreewick, where he is warmly welcomed by staff and customers when he comes in.
Robert and his friends have seen the funny side of Squiffy's antics and now his booze ban is up they bought him a pewter tankard. Robert said: "After his cheeky slurp of my pint I keep a more watchful eye on him and just put a couple of drops of beer in his water which keeps him happy. I always water down the drinks for Squiffy and the tankard is very small so he can't drink too much and I wouldn't want to cause him any harm because he's my best friend. A drop of Guinness is his favourite, he likes any kind of stout but he won't touch cider or lager, he turns his nose up at that."
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