A very early flight from Orlando had us landing in San Francisco at 10am. Our hotel was great and we were spoilt rotten with freshly baked choc-chip cookies every day and warm popcorn every night.
I met my Lola Diane and her family for the first time, and although they all wanted to get to know me, my attention was squarely on their big, friendly dog named Rocky. He liked me so much he could have licked me all day (which Ma wasn’t too keen about) and because he was much bigger than me, I was half excited and half anxious about being too close to him.
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