I wake up every morning to a little furry Schnauzer peering over me from above. He waits until he sees one of my eyes open before he begins to paw at my face. He is quite the morning “person” and bounds out of bed the minute he thinks I might be willing to put two feet on the ground and serve him his morning meal. I lovingly refer to this look as “poof face” or “smash beard”. While most photos of Remington show him perfectly coifed, today I decided to capture his messy side. Because unless you own a Schnauzer, it’s hard to understand their grooming malfunctions. Happy Monday, friends!