We are in a hotel in Kansas City.
I had told the hotel when we made the reservations that we had dogs. When we checked in, the girl behind the counter asked me what kind of dogs. When I said one was an English Mastiff, she gave a gasp of delight and said, "That's the kind of dog I want! Can I see him?"
So I called out to the car and asked Kerry to bring Rigger into the lobby. Five employees came to see him.
He was scared of the automatic door.
This does not bode well for the airport.