I wish that Moth and LucyFur could come with me: I had one of those phone calls that one never wants, this morning, telling me to come As Soon as Possible: my mother is failing rapidly. So I had to scurry to find a flight (let me tell you, hope this never happens to you on the Sunday after Thanksgiving); was very impressed by American Airlines efforts on my behalf, and, having packed very quickly (who knows what surprises will be in my carry-on bags at the far end), am at LAX, en route to London. These two, as you can see, wanted to be in the luggage.
I've seen two emotional support animals in starring roles this week, both of them making college sport Senior Night appearances as family members. One (seen on TV) was the handsome golden labrador who escorts Jake Olson, the USC football team's blind kicker, around campus - and who looked thrilled to be on the turf of the Coliseum. The other - I swear we were told he was called Puppy - belongs to Zana Muno, the UCLA libero, and came onto the court along with other family members at Friday's game at the Pauley Pavilion. This is the first dog I've ever seen on a WVB senior night ... Right now, I'm so hoping the person next to me has a support dog, a support cat, a support miniature horse - I'd even settle for a support peacock.
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