We're very glad that La Posada, in Winslow, doesn't have room service, or we fear that Moth and LucyFur would probably order up some salmon. Here they are wondering what we've brought them back from breakfast (answer: a tiny bit more butter). They deserve it, before having to get into their carriers for nine hours or so - en route, a little conversation from Moth, but really, very little by way of complaint, although they - and we - were most happy to get home to Los Feliz ...that last stretch, along the 15 and the 210, always seems to go on for ever.
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