Last time I went to my grandparents' grave, Lydia had fallen asleep in the car on the way up, so I thought I'd better not disturb her. So Phil stayed with her in the car and I went and put flowers on the grave.
I go twice a year - 13th June and 12th December.
13th June was my grandma's birthday, and 12th December was when she died.
She's in the same grave as my grandad, but I never met him. He died a year before I was born.
When I go in December, hopefully Lydia will come with me.
Harley does look very contented there - it's sweet that you took him.