Beaumont: So, what is it with you humans and having to watch men in tights?
Me: Don’t you mean Men in Black?
Beau: No. That’s a movie. I’m talkin’ about those guys in tights who chase a pig skin.
Me: Oh you mean football. And it’s one word btw. Pigskin.
Beau: Whatever. I must admit though, I do not understand why they’d chase a pig skin and not a pig. Now that would be way more fun!
Me: But that wouldn’t be football.
Beau: Maybe, but PigAll would be way more challenging.
Me: Well aren’t you the funny one.
Me: And humble.
Me: Okay then. Where were we?
Beau: Me wondering why my dad is glued to the TV every Sunday and I’m left sitting here staring out the window.
Me: I took you to the park this morning.
Beau: So? I hear you’re off to watch some cup turn grey this afternoon.
Me: Beau. It’s called the Grey Cup and yes we are. Though I don’t watch the game I just chat with the ladies.
Beau: And watch your hair turn grey, like the cup?
Me: Haha. You are just full of beans today aren’t you.
Beau: Better to be full of beans than pig skin, though come to think of it, a pig’s ear is a mighty tasty treat.
Me: Can we change the subject? Please?
Beau: Will you take me for another romp at the park?
Me: Do you promise not to bring up my grey hair again?
Beau: Hey Lady. Can I help it if you insist on watching a grey cup with your grey hair?
Me: I told you I won’t be watching it much.
Beau: Doesn’t matter. Whatever you watch, your hair will be grey.
Me: Thanks for the reminder.
Beau: No problem. Now… about that walk or are you feeling too old and tired to go out again?
Me: No way! Let’s go.
Man that Beaumont knows how to fool me into taking him for a walk! Imagine suggesting I’m too old and tired!
And…. a Grey Cup Day bonus… A video of a not so rare sighting of…
Beau in the Snow