Abby has been breaking him in ever since.
Pop has been a trooper and surviving ungodly early bugle calls (Grayson pounces) at 5:30 in the morning.
Last night I heard him tell Nam on the phone that the day was "a little crazy." I laughed out loud because I thought the day went swimmingly. I guess one person's smooth is another person's crazy.
Poor Pop's kneecaps.