Grandpaw Day

Every fortnight we go and visit my Grandpaw.... he's 80! My mum cooks a special dinner for him and my uncie, auntie and my dad too. She says it gives Grandpaw the day off and to enjoy himself instead of cooking and doing dishes (why don't they just lick em' clean??!).

Here is me flinging myself at Grandpaw when I first arrived:

Here is me showing off my training of my Grandpaw (he is trained to give me a special tummy rub).

I'm looking mighty pleased.....

Then uncie arrived with Scarlet and Zoe...... and the schnauzer fun begins:

First things first...... lots of Zoomies

                                                        Then there is some "Tug-a-toy"

Some chasies round and round we go.....

Bitey-face (of course!)

Dunno what this is..... general mucking about?

We love Grandpaw's backyard grass - we don't have grass at my place or at uncie's, and this grass has no yucky grass seeds or burs to get stuck in our schnauzer fur. Heaven! When no-one is looking I sometimes like to schnuffle down deep in there and put out little chunks.

When we went inside we make sure we are good little schnauzer Grand-fur-kids and sit nicely on the leather lounge:

OK - busted - we're  enjoying ourselves in a big way - you can see me mid-bitey-face! We are getting away with "blue murder".

Then we were called for dinner (at least the humans were) and guess who rocked up FIRST at the dining table:

Bet you thought it was going to be ME..... but no.... I know humans eat before doggies (what a dumb dumb rule!!)

But I did love my day with Grandpaw!