When we evacuated for Katrina, the hotel said that they took pets, we got there and they changed their story. They told me that I would have to put her in a near by kennel. FAT CHANCE!!!! I acted like I did, but snuck Gracie in and got caught on the second day (she barks alot). They threatened to kick me out (my daughter was 3 months old at the time). There were no available hotels anywhere. I caused a scene in the lobby in front of a WHOLE BUNCH of people from Louisiana. Dog in one hand baby in another, the people from Louisiana had my back and I am happy to report I stayed in that hotel for 2 weeks WITH GRACIE!!! They gave us free breakfast for our entire stay and all of the sudden treated us like royalty. I let Gracie pee on the carpet the day we left (I know, I'm bad). Sometimes I regret not throwing that turd under the bed
