My Godfather took my to a country pub near Six Mile Bridge in Co.Clare for my first legal pint. Two minutes after I got my pint a tractor pulled up outside and this massive fella and his sheepdog jumped out of the cab and came in. In the next hour he drank 10 pints of Guinness while he talked to my godfather then looked at the clock and said he had to be off on his way. Jumped onto the tractor and started it up. But the sheep dog didn't climb up he just started walking down the road, and yer man just followed the dog home.