Cleaned out Grandpa/Pops yesterday morning. Oh what a crank. He's in front of the window in my folks' room. He prefers being closer to the window/sunlight. He gets more rambunctious and that to me is a good sign.
He follows my hand so I think he can register SOME things.
So apparently he either hates me, or hates females. I'm the one who cleans him, feeds him... well to him I'm invading his territory, so that could be a reason. He loves music, it calms him.
He quiets when Dad talks to him. It's awesome. Instead of saying "Shut that bird up!" he goes, "It's ok Grandpa, I know, you're alright."
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