Note from Mom on 9/13 before they left on their trip.
I’m sitting here minding my own business. Homer pushes passed me and hops onto the footstool and parks himself, as if that’s where he belongs. Yes, I have pictures :o) I didn’t get a picture of his “good” side (end). By the time Dad brought his camera, Homer had turned around.
Just thought you’d like to know.
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