A young, male fox walked in on four paws into the hotel. It was cheap and tacky, but the appearance of it didn't concern him. What he was interested in was what the name of the place clearly spoke: "Royal Rear Ends". He heard you could stay a night in an animal's butt. Strange, but attractive. The fox was thinking of trying it. He went up to the reception desk. "Hello," he said with a wave of his paw.