Two nights ago my house became a hunting lodge for Joey's friends who needed a place to crash so they could get up early to get spots for duck hunting at a preserve near us. They had their two yellow labs with them: Lily and Millie. Which means there were 2 yellow labs, 1 black lab, and 1 australian shepherd in my tiny kitchen at one point. But they were very well behaved. The hunters and hunting dogs squeezed into a bedroom upstairs with two twin beds, slept for a few hours, and were out of the house by 4:30 am. I never even heard them get up and leave in the morning. And now Joey is 30 cans of beer richer.
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