Well, Jeff made it here at 9pm Central time after 3 hours stuck in Houston traffic. The four of us then decided to go rustle up some grub at the local steak house. Everything seemed to be winding down... until we came back to the hotel. I knew something was amiss when I walked in the building and saw doors open, people standing in their doorways, the rent-a-cop security guard with his flashlight out and on (?) and the hotel manager standing there looking around. Oh, and dogs barking and howling at the top of their lungs. The manager says to me "are you in room 109?". Yes, unfortunately we were. Turns out Kona and Chula had flipped out at some point and starting barking and barking, waking up the entire hotel at 11pm.
I was informed that it was a $100.00 per pet fee and that we were in the poor house. Luckily they hadn't learned about the cat or the 4 fish. That would have run our bill up around 1K! Ah! In the end, I convinced them to only charge us $75.00, as is stated on the web site. Phew.
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