Me: Beaumont. Do you have to lay in the middle of the floor?
Beaumont: I’m not just laying here. I’m sleeping.
Me: Okay. Do you have to sleep in the middle of the floor?
Beau: Yes.
Me: How about ‘no’?
Beau: No.
Me: Ummm… No you don’t have to sleep in the middle of the floor or no, you’re not moving?
Beau: What’s it look like?
Me: You’re not moving?
Beau: Gosh you’re smart for a mere human.
Me: Don’t be sarcastic.
Beau: Don’t be annoying.
Me: Beau! That’s not nice.
Beau: Look. I’m not trying to be not nice. I’m just trying to get some rest here! Can’t you let sleeping dogs lie?
Me: Not when they’re lying in the middle of the floor.
Beau: I’m not moving.
Me: I’m not kidding. You have to move.
Beau: Who’s gonna make me?
Me: (Sigh) Fine. I’ll just walk around you.
Beau: Good call. Now. Let me sleep. I’ve got mountains to climb and billy goats to chase and fresh scents to smell.
My youngest daughter and her partner took Beau for a hike yesterday. He had a great day but he’s one tired Sheepadoodle. Given the fun he had, we may never get him to settle down on the ground again!
Thank you TW for the photos!
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