Making a hashish of it
For those who can't stand being tortured by not knowing.
Evidently my suspicions about my sister being a pothead were spot on. She kept her stash in his "meds" safe. It was only after my Dad died that I also found out that she'd talked him into changing his Living Will (Power of Attorney) over from me to her (in my absence in the M.E.) and then using that power, had him certified as incompetent and then "legally" rewrote his will, excluding me (i.e. disinherited). Father never smoked in his life BTW.
But when he was gone and it was time to clean out his donga, guess who wore that task.
Never trust a pothead, especially one related to you. Her stash was promptly flushed. I'm guessing that she found that she'd lost the keys after allowing the batteries to go flat. Must have been quite a low point for her.