Beaumont: Dad. We gotta talk. C.C.: Of course. I'm here for you Beau. Beau: Sigh. It's nice you're here for me dad 'cause I don't know where in the world my mom is. C.C.: She's out on the coast. Visiting her grandson. Remember. I told you. Beau: But didn't she just get back from seeing him?... Continue Reading →
Dear Ann Landers, It's Beaumont the Sheepadoodle here and I really need your advice. So, my mom says she's too busy to share our conversations right now on my blog. It seems her galavanting around without me is a priority. Harrumph. Last weekend she went to Canmore for a three day getaway and then this... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Seriously? Why do you do it? Me: Do what? Beau: Oh don't you give me that innocent look. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Me: Um.... you mean your beautiful haircut? Beau: Ain't nothin' beautiful about it. It's a crying shame. Me: Don't be so sensitive. You'll be much cooler for the rest of summer. Beau: Have you noticed... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So.... let me get this straight. You trick me into thinking we're going to the park and then you bring me to the Vets? Me: I didn't trick you. We went to the park earlier. Beau: Yeah, but you didn't tell me this was next! Me: Stop complaining. It's for your own good. Beau: Getting stuck with needles... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont... Beau: Oh Dawg... What now? Me: You know exactly what I mean. Beau: Hey lady. I'm just a dawg. You gotta spell it out. Me: How many times do we have to have this conversation? Beau: Which conversation would that be? Me: The one about you lying on my pillow, taking up my side of the... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So.... explain to me again... why is she here? Me: Because her mom and dad are away. Beau: That still doesn't explain why she's HERE. In my home. Me: She had nowhere else to go. Beau: She could have gone to a cat spa. Or maybe, camped out along the river. Me: Beau. That's not nice. Beau: It's not nice having... Continue Reading →
Me: Well you look rather happy. Beaumont: That's because I am. Me: You're welcome. Beau: What for? Me: I'm the one who suggested to your dad he ask Tamz to come and stay with you while he came out to the coast to join me. Beau: Well that was a no-brainer. Me: He could have put you in a... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So... you go off on a trip and forget all about me? Me: I haven't forgotten about you. I've just been visiting and having fun. Beau: And drinking a whole lot of wine from the looks of it. Me: Not that much. Beau: Sure. So you say. I saw the photos. Me: Are you judging me? Beau: Who me? Judge? Nah.... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. You know you're not a lapdog, right? Beau: Says who? Me: Says me. You're too big to be a lapdog. Beau: You must be mistaken. I seem to fit just fine on this chair. Me: You're sitting on me. Beau: What's your point? Me: You're heavy. Beau: Then maybe you should have moved before I climbed up into the chair.... Continue Reading →
