The look on that face is priceless.
That baby is just like some of the residents here...some (like me) are still ambulatory, and make a modicum of sense once in a while, but there are others that are soon transferred to assisted living quarters. Or the “last alternative,” which is a ride in the coroner’s wagon. I see it every day I walk out my door.
Some days, we will lose four our five residents. But then we may go six months before we lose one. I am reminded of my mortality.