When we checked in at the circa 1896 Foley House Inn, an antique-filled bed & breakfast across from leafy, Spanish-moss-strewn Chippewa Square, we were greeted with a sumptuously prepared afternoon tea for us and housemade dog treats for our boy. Having stayed in numerous "pet-friendly" luxury hotels that will go unnamed here, I can't tell you how refreshing the Foley House's policies are (namely, that the staff must be able ... to pet your pooch whenever he or she strolls by). No fine print, no contracts that basically forbid barking, scratching, and being a canine. Nada. They welcome your dog like one of their own, and that's a hotel that's worth returning to again and again.
It's also relatively affordable - we paid $229 a night for our brick-walled room, with its four-poster bed, gas fireplace, and Aveda toiletries in the bath. Included in the rate: expertly prepared breakfasts, afternoon tea hour, and evening wine and hors d'oeuvres (I'm still thinking about Chef India's cheese grits, her chicken salad, and her orange pound cake; I gained about five pounds in our week of staying there, but it was well worth it).