Beverly takes care of Will's dogs for the weekend.

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Beverly sometimes thinks that it was selfish of Will to drop all of his dogs on Alana. Alana has a life. Will doesn't. Will goes to work and comes home. Alana goes to work and goes out with friends and does things for work. She's a psychiatry professor. She has essays to read and grade. She doesn't have time to take care of Will's dogs.

So that's why she's not surprised when she looks at her phone and sees that Alana's asked her to take Will's dogs for the weekend. She sighs and doesn't even ask why, just says sure.

She's anxious for Alana to arrive with the dogs. She's babysat a few dogs in her life, but that was when she was a teenager. Had dogs changed since then?

When Alana drops them off, she looks like a mess. Her hair is a wreck and she looks like she hasn't slept in days and she's actually wearing sweatpants. Beverly raises an eyebrow and Alana tells her that she has thirty research papers that she's been grading since the day before and she's only through seven of them. Beverly wishes her good luck and closes the door. She turns around and look at the dogs that are staring back at her. She doesn't even know their names.

Beverly has no idea what to do with them. Alana hadn't brought their food with her. Shit. How much food can six dogs eat in one weekend? She had no idea.

Three hours later, her apartment was filled with dog supplies. She had bought two bags of food and one new toy for each dog. She figured she'd let them camp out in the living room, so she set up a bunch of spare pillows and blankets on the floor.

That night, she sits in the living room with the dogs, watching Animal Planet. She didn't know if the dogs would even pay attention, but they seemed interested with the animals on the screen. A couple of them even barked back to the dogs that barked on screen.

The next day, she brings the dogs to a dog park that's about 45 minutes away from where she lives. She's got nothing to do that weekend anyway, so why not?

She lets the dogs run around and play. Winston sits by the front gate, whining and scratching at it. Beverly doesn't worry about it; the gate is closed and no one who owns a dog would let him get out.

One of Will's little dogs, Millie, trots up to Beverly, holding one of the tennis balls she had brought along. It looks up at her intently and drops the ball at her feet, wagging its tail. Beverly picks up the ball and tosses it a few feet forward. Millie runs, picks it up, and brings it back to her. Beverly smiles and gets up off the bench and starts running with Millie. The two play fetch for a few minutes before Will's other dogs join in, and soon it's a huge game with dogs that aren't even Will's. Winston even joins in for a minute before going back to sit at the gate.

That night, the dogs sleep on Beverly's bed, and when Alana comes to pick them up the next day, Beverly tells her that she can bring the dogs over any time. She had fun.

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