I was told a story recently.

“We were sent on a trip from Moldova to Nikolaev. Driving
by Kamaz. Arrived at night, decided to stay overnight on the base of the bridge.
The driver ran into the bedroom, I settled in the cabin on the seats. Three seats are comfortable to sleep.
The third of us did not want to stay with us in the cabin, took the mattress and used to arrange for the night up, on the body. He already knew - we won't let him sleep in the cabin - he sneezes.
In the middle of the night they knock on the door of the cabin. I woke up and looked like:
What is?! to
“Come out and see,” said the guard angrily.
We go out. We see. Our truck was roamed, probably, with twenty dogs, all mourning to us. The third sleeps on top. and grumbling. As soon as he releases another roll, all the dogs begin to laugh together, and loudly, and while the third continues to snore, the dogs laugh.
Dogs laugh, the guard can’t sleep. I had to move to another place, away from the guard and her frightening dogs; well, the bridge squad is located on a large territory."