Louise is once again being derelict on her duties, so I, the erstwhile and ever dependable Sir Beaumont of Sheepadoodle am stepping into the fray to take up her slack! Sundays are for the Dawgs... Literally A Sheepadoodle's Perspective Well, folks, another Sunday has rolled around, and as usual, it's a complete zoo around here.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Like a lion stalking its prey, I have been hunting for you. Me: Very poetic, Beau. Now, can we just carry on, please? Beaumont: What??? And ignore your lack of commitment, your dereliction of duty, your abysmal behavior this past month? I think not. Me: Hmmm... those are some strong words, Beau. A bit... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. Do not jump through that fence. It's not off-leash. Beau: (batting his doleful puppy-dog eyes) I'm just looking, Louise. Me: Yeah. Well, get any thoughts of a "grass is greener" adventure out of that fluffy little head of yours. Beau: Louise, my feelings are as big as my fur, and you're hurting them... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau! You are not a cow. Beau: Louise! You're so smart. Me: Don't be sassy. Beau: Stating the obvious is worse than sassy, Louise. It's pedantic and obtuse. Me: Fine. Then let me be even more pedantic and obtuse. Stop eating the grass. Beau: Perhaps Louise I'm having an identity crisis. Me: What? You... Continue Reading →
Me: Today is picture day! Beau: What's that mean? Me: It means I post a photo of you and that's your blog done. Beau: HA! Picture this. You don't write my blog and my fans come after you! Me: They wouldn't dare! Beau: You willing to bet on it? I mean, the other option is,... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau, you know how last week's post video was called, "Bad Boys"? Beau: How could I forget? So rude! And by the way, it wasn't 'last weeks' post! You missed last week. Remember? Me: Oh right. Well... I was busy. It was Ivy's 4th Birthday party day and there was so much to do!... Continue Reading →
Beau: Louise! what's with the song choice? Have you lost your mind? Me: I think it's cute. And appropriate. Beau: We have a difference of opinion when it comes to appropriate Louise. Me: Then we'll just have to agree to disagree. Beau: Not happening. Who's the production company for this video Louise? Me: Oh That.... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Can you please turn towards me. Beau: No. Me: Excuse me? Beau: Why? Did you fart? Me: Beau! What are we? In Kindergarten? (aside - my grandson and his friends love fart jokes!) Beau: No Louise. We're not. But you asked to be excused and I have no idea why. Me: I wasn't... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise, dahling, that photo of me is giving off some serious "trying too hard" vibes. Me: Uh huh. (sipping coffee, pretending to be engrossed in my Instagram feed) Beau: "Uh huh"? What kind of sophisticated response is that? Me: The kind that doesn't dignify your snark with a witty comeback. Beau: Snark? More like... Continue Reading →
Beau: Seriously, Louise? What's with the picture? Me: It’s you on the bed, Beau! Not even on your blanket, and you’re all wet! Beau: I can see that, Louise. But what’s with the red around my mouth? Come on, couldn’t you have chosen a photo that shows off my debonair, savoir faire demeanor? Me: Beau,... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 