Tamara and Beau... Hot! Hot! Hot! Me: Beaumont! Are you two-timing me? Beau: Who me? Nevair! Me: It's Never, Beau. Not Nev'air'. Beau: Right. I'm glad you agree with me. I'd nevair two-time you. Me: That's not what I said, Beau. I said.... oh forget it. Beau: Ok. I will. Now... back to the question... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau, why are you sitting there in front of those bags of Poutine doggie treats. Beaumont: I'm making a point. Me: Dare I ask... what's your point? Beau: Yes. You must dare and my point is, you know who brought me these right? Me: Yes Beau. Your friend Iwona from Ottawa. Beau: Right. And... Continue Reading →
Beau: Excuse me Louise. That is not a picture of me and as this is my blog, who said you could put a photo of a deer on it? Me: I did. Beau: And who gave you that permission? Me: I did. Beau: And what about me? Me: Well Beau, you gotta admit, he's rather... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. Wake-up. It's time to go to the park. Beaumont: Shhhh. I'm sleeping. Me: What's with you. You always want to go to the park. Beau: Did you hear that wind last night? Vicious. I had to pace and keep watch just in case. Me: Actually you didn't. You could have just slept through... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. What are you doing? Beau: Waiting for Uncle Jim. Me: It's noon Beau. Dinner's at 6. Beau: I'm a dawg. Time is inconsequential. Me: In that case, you're in for a long wait. Beau: Like Vladimir and Estragon, I wait. Me: Ummm.... Beau. They were characters in a play. You're here in real... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. Why are you sticking your tongue out? Beau: What of it? Me: It's impolite. Beau: Says who? Me: Everyone? Beau: Ahhh.... The ubiquitous everyone. Me: Wow! That's a pretty big word for a dawg. Beau: And that's pretty condescending, even for you, Louise. Me: Oh Well... I just meant... Beau: (interrupting me) I... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Get up. Me: Shhhh.... Can't you see I'm sleeping? Beau: Can't you see I'm awake? And if I'm awake, you need to be too! Now get up! Me: Beau. I took you out at 5 this morning when I first got up. Beau: So? That was four and a half hours ago and it's... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise. My fans are waiting. Me: I've been busy. Beau: I've been up since noon and you still haven't gotten to my blogpost. Me: I told you. I've been busy. Beau: Enough with the excuses. I'm looking for results. And I'm not seeing any. Me: Well... I worked for three hours this morning on... Continue Reading →
Beau: You know Louise, you hoomans are strange beings. Me: How's that Beau? Beau: Well, for example, you use January 1 as an excuse to begin doing the things you tell yourself all year long that you should be doing all the time and then promptly stop doing whatever it is you began at the... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau, you look very sad. Beaumont: Well, aren't you? Dad's in hospital. You throw a lousy ball. It's lookin' rather gloomy out there. Me: Yes... but he could be home today. Beau: You said that yesterday and the day before and... come to think of it, you've said that every day since New Year's... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 