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A place to stay

    The trip north was uneventful even though it started much later than anticipated. Showay never ceased to be amazed by how much there was to pack every time he moved. It always appeared to him that the last loose ends where the most time consuming to put away. He had yet to figure out how to get past that moment towards the end where it seemed that no matter how many boxes he would take out there was no visible progress.
    "We’re here Yendeze", Showay uttered in relief. The darkness of the night had already enveloped the landscape and this facilitated him getting in touch with his exhaustion. "It’s time to call it a day", he thought as he began searching for lodging.
    "There are only two places in town…", explained the night attendant at the traveler’s station. "Keep going up north for a little bit longer and you will see them. There is no way to miss them."
    Showay was happy to hear the town was large enough to provide lodging. Within a few short minutes the first place was in sight.
    "This place looks expensive", he thought as he entered the lobby, "wouldn’t surprise me if they didn’t welcome dogs…"
    "No dogs…" confirmed the receptionist. "We’re sorry".
    "That’s fine".
    Without delay, Showay made his way to the second option. This place was in the fringes of town. The property was poorly lit by a solitary street lamp that partially illuminated the deserted parking lot. If it wasn’t for a dim light at the lobby, he would have assumed the place had been abandoned long ago.  With some hesitation, he made his way inside and rang the bell for service. A few minutes later, an older woman made her appearance. Showay was pleased to notice her friendly attitude and energy.
    "Sorry, but we really don’t take large pets", she replied to Showay’s inquiry. "I could call the owner but I know what he’ll say."
    Showay was very disappointed. By now the soreness of his muscles had caught up with him and this intensified his sense of exhaustion. The last thing he wanted to do was spend hours driving from town to town searching for lodging.
    Sensing his distress, the woman invited him to explain what brought him to the area. "I can’t help you, if I don’t know what you are looking for", she said.
     To Showay’s surprise, her request came across as that of an old friend. With little hesitation, he explained his situation and his need to find a place around town to stay and recover his health.
     "Ok", she responded with assurance, "now I know how to help you. What you need to do is go east. There you will find a small place that will welcome your pet. I know the owners and they are good people. What you are looking for… you will find there."
    Showay’s response was mixed. He was frustrated because he had hoped she would make an exception after hearing his story and simply let him stay at least for the night. Yet, he was also glad to know there was a place close at hand where he and his good friend could stay .
     "Just go east, nor more than half an hour", she reaffirmed. "You will be welcomed there."

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