Yup, dad torn up his own clothes again. This time it was his underwear. Mom has to mend it as usual. When will I be able to ask her to hem my 3 pairs of pants form May?
Eat-out day with brother's gang. We ate near his place so mom could make phone calls after dinner. This time she brought the numbers. The Guinea pigs seem calmer after they switch to lining the cage with hay. I still think they're dumb.
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