In addition to being a celebrity, 75-year-old Arnold Schwarzenegger is also in charge of managing his home and caring for his pets. The actor also landed the part of grandfather.
Arnold Schwarzenegger’s estimated net worth in 2021 was $400 million, according to reports. Due to his fortune, he is able to reside in the Pacific Palisades region of Los Angeles, where he owns a mansion with views of the canyons and Pacific Ocean.
The “Terminator” actor and his family have been residing in the Mediterranean-style house for some time. Situated in one of the most elite gated neighborhoods in the city, the property encompasses over 2.5 acres.
When his five children, Joseph Baena, Katherine, Christina, Patrick, and Christopher Schwarzenegger, come to visit, the home can accommodate them all with its seven bedrooms and baths. There are more breathtaking details throughout the Golden Globe Award nominee’s home.
It features multiple living rooms, a private gym, a chef’s kitchen, entertainment spaces, and much more. The house features a large swimming pool with a spa, a duck pond, and a tennis court outside. Additionally, it has a private patio and balconies with views of the mountains and beach.
There is ample space on the estate for the actor to establish a stable in the back of the property with his pets, Whiskey the pony and Lulu the small donkey.
The “Predator” actor’s home also features entertaining areas and patio furniture. Pets are welcome in his backyard, where they are free to roam the spacious field.
Arnold opened his house to the public in 2020 while COVID-19 was on lockdown. That year, when the pandemic quarantine started, the actor posted a video of himself chilling out in the kitchen with Lulu and Whiskey. The vast green field was visible from his rear terrace. Rain or shine, the actor could enjoy the outdoors in his lounge area.
The “Total Recall” actor moved to a nearby location from the family home to be nearer to his kids following his divorce from Maria Shriver.
Even though Arnold was quite wealthy, he nevertheless managed many aspects of his household on his own. With his ex-wife, Mildred Baena, he had Joseph and Katherine, Christina, Patrick, and Christopher.
Arnold’s Typical Day-to-Day Activities
Arnold posted a picture of himself carrying a loaded trolley at a Walmart on Facebook in 2014. The actor described how he got an idea after going to the shop and noticing his Muscle Pharm Arnold Series items on the shelves.
He made the decision to issue a challenge to his followers: discover the product in the store, snap pictures, and send them to him. He would then upload the best ones.
Arnold had previously been seen shopping at the retail store. Just by being there, the former governor of California incited chaos at a Walmart in Albuquerque, New Mexico in 2011. While filming there, he tweeted that he had left around two in the morning to grab some nutritious snacks.
The actor reportedly published a snapshot of his check-in location and spent $300 on warm garments for his crew. He also expressed gratitude to the Walmart staff for their help.
Arnold revealed his morning ritual on “Jimmy Kimmel Live” in February 2022. He disclosed that he would up early, maybe at 5:45 or 6 a.m., in order to tend to his “complaining animals.”
He fed his animals for the first hour because Lulu would “scream” if she wasn’t attended to and let out of her stall. Before he returned the animals to their stables, they would run around on the grass.
In addition to Whiskey and Lulu, the actor owns a large dog named Dutch, who would howl for food and attack his toes if left unfed! The celebrity revealed in a comical way that his neighbors would be awakened by the commotion of the animals if he didn’t feed them!
Ironically, Whiskey and Lulu are welcome guests in the house, where he feeds them oatmeal cookies in the kitchen since Arnold finds the “farmer’s chores” enjoyable and soothing.
Even though the cookies were intended for horses, the actor offers them to the dogs when they become envious! Additionally, he admitted to Jimmy Kimmel that the cookies were so delicious that he ate them!
Arnold disclosed that guests may find the situation peculiar as the dogs would pounce on them and Lulu would run around the home! He recalled his cousin’s arrival just before Christmas in 2021, during which she was taken aback since she was unaware that his animals were staying at the house!
When Lulu shouted and raced inside the house demanding cookies, the cousin was taken aback. His shocked relative questioned why the animal was in the house and not the stable after the actor spoke to it calmly.
Katherine Schwarzenegger Pratt screamed out anytime Lyla was touched, according to Arnold Schwarzenegger, since she thought he was cradling the infant incorrectly.
The celebrity became wealthy not only from performing but also from modeling, politics, bodybuilding, and commercial ventures. But when he accepted certain people into his life, everything changed.
How Did Being a Grandfather Affect Arnold’s Life?
When Katherine and her husband, Chris Pratt, welcomed their second child, Eloise Christina, in 2022, Arnold became a grandfather twice over. The actor mentioned how simple it was to play the part and gave an explanation.
He would play with his oldest granddaughter, Lyla Maria, for an hour or two when she came to visit. After two hours of visiting, he put her on the horse, they played with the dog, and the child and her parents would depart!
The actor claimed to love their visits and to be very proud of his daughter, even though he believes Chris to be a wonderful man. Additionally, he enjoys spending time with his granddaughter, son-in-law, and daughter when they visit because:
“Every room in the house lights up when they arrive.”
The “Twins” actor claimed in 2021 that Lyla had paid him multiple visits at his Los Angeles residence. He thought the young girl would make an excellent horseback rider when she got to sit on Whiskey and Lulu.
He claimed that his daughter was the diaper changing specialist and that he had never changed his granddaughter’s. Arnold told how Katherine would get really uncomfortable anytime Lyla was touched because she thought he was holding the baby incorrectly, but he would counter that he had done it before and found the whole argument entertaining!
All My Left Socks Started Disappearing – When I Found Out Why, My Heart Stopped
Dennis, a single dad still mourning his wife, is baffled when one sock from all his pairs mysteriously starts vanishing. Frustrated and desperate for answers, he sets up a nanny cam. What he discovers sets him on a heart-pounding journey through his quiet neighborhood.
I know what you’re thinking: who makes a big deal about missing socks, right? Trust me, if you’d been in my shoes (pun absolutely intended), you would’ve done the same thing.
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Because when you’re a single dad trying to keep it together, sometimes the smallest things can drive you completely up the wall.
It started with just one sock. A plain black one, nothing special. I assumed it got eaten by the dryer, like socks tend to do.
But then another disappeared the next week. And another.
I don’t know about you, but after the fifth missing sock, even the most rational person would start getting suspicious.
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“Dylan?” I called out one morning, rifling through the laundry basket for what felt like the hundredth time. “Have you seen my other gray sock?”
My seven-year-old son barely looked up from his cereal. “No, Dad. Maybe it’s playing hide and seek?”
Something in his voice made me pause. Dylan had always been a terrible liar, just like his mother was. Sarah could never keep a straight face when trying to surprise me, and Dylan had inherited that same tell — a slight quiver in his voice that gave everything away.
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“Are you sure about that, buddy?” I pressed, studying his face.
He shrugged, suddenly very interested in his Cheerios. “Maybe check under the couch?”
I did check under the couch, and everywhere else. Behind the washing machine. In every drawer, basket, and bin in our house. I found $5 in spare change and some missing Lego blocks, but no socks.
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The mystery of the vanishing socks was driving me crazy. I even started marking pairs with little dots to make sure I wasn’t imagining things.
You’re probably wondering why I didn’t just buy new socks. Maybe that would have been the sensible thing to do, but most of the missing socks were novelty socks my wife had given me.
I tried wearing my smiling banana sock with the dancing cat sock, but it just didn’t work. Call me sentimental, but the thought of never being able to wear the silly socks my wife gave me again hurt my heart.
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“This is ridiculous,” I muttered to myself one evening, staring at a pile of perfectly good socks without matches.
That’s when I remembered the old nanny cam we’d used when Dylan was a baby. It took some digging, but I found it in the garage, buried under a box of Sarah’s old things.
My heart clenched a bit when I saw her handwriting on the box (“Baby’s First Year”). Funny how grief sneaks up on you in the smallest moments, isn’t it? But I had a sock thief to catch, and I wasn’t about to let memories derail my investigation.
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Setting up the camera in the laundry room felt silly, but I was beyond caring. I deliberately hung up three pairs of freshly washed socks and waited.
The things we do as parents, I swear. If someone had told me five years ago, I’d be setting up surveillance to catch a sock thief, I would’ve laughed them out of the room.
The next morning, I nearly spilled my coffee in my rush to check the footage. What I saw made my jaw drop. There was Dylan, tiptoeing into the laundry room well before sunrise, handpicking one sock from each pair and stuffing them into his backpack.
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“What in the world?” I whispered to myself.
Now, here’s where I had to make a decision. The rational thing would have been to confront Dylan right there and then. But something held me back.
Maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was instinct, but I wanted to see where this weird sock saga would lead.
I set a trap for my sock-stealing son so I could discover what he was doing with all my socks.
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I hung more clean socks in the laundry room and kept a close eye on the nanny cam. I watched Dylan take the socks, but when he left the house, I followed him.
My heart raced as I tailed him at a distance, trying to stay inconspicuous. He turned onto Oak Street, a road I usually avoided because of the abandoned houses. Except, apparently, they weren’t all abandoned.
You know that moment in horror movies where everyone’s screaming at the screen, telling the character not to go into the creepy house? That’s exactly how I felt watching Dylan walk right up to the most decrepit one on the block and knock on the door.
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And when it opened, and he went inside? Well, let’s just say my Dad instincts went into overdrive.
“Oh heck no,” I muttered.
Every stranger danger warning bell in my head was ringing as I ran up the cracked walkway and burst through the door without thinking.
Not my proudest moment of rational decision-making, I’ll admit, but what would you have done?
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I stopped dead in my tracks.
The scene before me was nothing like I’d feared. An elderly man sat in a wheelchair by the window, wrapped in a worn blanket. Dylan stood in front of him, holding out a familiar-looking bag.
“I brought you some new socks,” my son said softly. “The blue ones have little anchors on them. I thought you might like those since you said you were in the Navy.”
The old man’s weathered face cracked into a smile. “Army actually, son. But I do like anchors.”
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I must have made some sort of sound because they both turned to look at me. Dylan’s eyes went wide.
“Dad! I can explain!”
The old man wheeled himself around. “You must be Dennis. I’m Frank. Your boy here has been keeping my foot warm for the past month.”
He smiled as he lifted the blanket, revealing that he had only one leg. Now, the one missing sock from each pair made sense!
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“He’s been keeping me well-supplied with apples, too,” Frank added. “And I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it. I’m a retired army vet and I’ve been alone here for a while. I watch the kids walking to school and back every day, but your boy is the first one to show me kindness.”
“We all saw him at the window,” Dylan blurted out. “Tommy and Melody said he was a scary ghost, but I knew they were lying. He’s just lonely and cold, and Mom always said that new socks make people feel better, remember? She’d buy us funny socks whenever we were sad.”
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You know those moments that just knock the wind right out of you? This was one of them. Whenever one of us had a bad day, Sarah would come home with the most ridiculous socks she could find.
“Because life’s too short for boring socks,” she’d always say.
Frank cleared his throat. “Dylan’s been visiting me every day since then. First company I’ve had in years, if I’m being honest. My own kids left the country years ago. They send me money sometimes, but don’t visit much.”
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“I know I should have asked first, but I was worried you’d tell me I couldn’t see him because he’s a stranger.” Dylan said, looking at his shoes. “I’m sorry I took your socks, Dad.”
I crossed the room in three steps and pulled my son into a hug.
“Don’t apologize,” I whispered, my voice rough. “Your mom would be so proud of you. I’m proud of you.”
A man speaking to his son | Source: Midjourney
“He’s a good boy,” Frank said quietly. “Reminds me of my Jamie at that age. Always thinking of others.”
The next day, I took Dylan shopping. We bought out half the fun sock section at Target — wild patterns, crazy colors, the works.
I mean, if you’re going to be a sock fairy, you might as well do it right, wouldn’t you say? Dylan’s face lit up when I told him we could deliver them together.
A man and his son leaving a store | Source: Midjourney
Now, we visit Frank regularly. I help him with home repairs he can’t manage anymore, and Dylan regales him with stories about school.
Sometimes we bring him dinner along with the socks, and he tells Dylan war stories that somehow always end up being about kindness in unexpected places.
My sock drawer is still ridiculously full of single socks, but I don’t mind anymore. Every missing sock is a reminder that sometimes the biggest hearts come in the smallest packages, and that my seven-year-old son might understand more about healing broken hearts than I ever did.
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You know what’s funny? Sometimes I look at those mismatched socks and think about how life works in mysterious ways.
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