Only when my mum started packing for the LBHQ move did I learn about all these tools, wedged into various drawers and whatnot. Everybody probably has a similar collection.
They really don’t get enough use. Owing to my parents’ grievously small beer-appreciation range, not a lot of specialty beers cross our threshold. Beers that do gain admittance to the LBHQ fridge invariably surrender to a twist-off action and/or one particular bottle opener.
I like these tools because they represent the only realistic chance for me to have a party when my parents go out. Ideally, though, I’d like one mounted against the wall, about eight inches off the floor.
How do you get your bottles open? And what about the bears in your house—how do they do it?
Liquorstore Bear 
Froggert tries to get bottles open by disguising them as ketchup and them asking B to open them. Hasn’t worked yet, since y’know, he isn’t blind.
Wow, I didn’t know frogs liked ketchup. I hope it works out one of these days. Maybe he needs to catch B when he’s really tired.
I have a Cool Hand Luke bottle opener (looks exactly like the one Newman wore around his neck in the movie). But I keep it on my keychain so the Koala can’t use it while we’re out.
That is totally cool, but I bet Barry knows how to get a beer open. Those koalas can be vicious little mothers (all said with respect).