Yesterday I had to take our Poodly Dog in for a long awaited haircut. I had to drop him off at 9am (pickup 12.00). The eldest daughter wanted to shift some furniture from her place in town, to the son-in-law's place out of town. It was a slow start because they had an appointment with the Electrician at the new house. Anyway we loaded up the trailer with "stuff", by this time it was 11.40. I suggested that the daughter could pick up the dog while the SIL and I went out to "His" house out of town, that was fine .
When we got back to the house the daughter was inside cleaning the kitchen. The dog was trimmed right back with just a covering of fur. It is the usual haircut job. When I asked if she had any trouble getting the dog, she said the woman (who did the job) asked her if I was her grandfather (me) was a pensioner, there by giving a discount.
Grandfather!!!! I may have white hair and white beard and drive a 34 year old Landcruiser but really.....the daughter is 31. I wouldn't have thought the daughter looked really young to expect me to be her Grandfather
The daughter keeps talking about grand kids. I told her that I am way too young to be a Grandfather