Actually, this was a pretty ghetto Days Inn, and I thought maybe towels and shit would be extra... I later found out that Chris and Heidi had these items, so naturally, I am just the lucky one. I made due, I took the pillow case off of one of the pillows and used it as a wash rag and my blankets made for a good towel.
As I began to gather my stuff back in my bag, the little dachshund appeared out of nowhere as if he was defending his castle. Teeth drawn, slobber spitting with every bark, he was telling the old black lab to get out of his area of operations.