Next we have the run of the mill drunk and dog dancing shot.
Then old guys playing guitar and mandolin singing around the campfire.
Paul is in the pic of the horse drawn carriage. They go around the lake.
Last night I counted 13 dogs. No little yappy ass dogs, big horse poop eating dogs. Two black labs, three yellow lab types, two Irish Setters, two boxers, a shepherd, a large Jack Russel type, and one smaller dog, up from Florida of course. Reminds me of Texas a lot. Friendly folks and lots of dogs.
Karaoki lasted until midnight. It got pretty cold out and I was tired so I just listened from my bed.
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