Beaumont: Well. Well. Well, Louise. My loyal fanbase has finally worn you down, haven't they? I'm thrilled to have graced yours and C.C.s 'road trip'. Though, frankly, it's about vine. Obviously. Me: Time, Beau. It's about time. Beau: And yet, here I stand, Louise. Enlighten me as to my current location. Me: We're at Blue... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: (Dramatic sigh) Louise, you’ve done it again. Me: Done what, Beau? (Innocently) Beau: Don’t play coy with me, Louise. You know exactly what you’ve done. Me: At the risk of stating the obvious, perhaps you could be a tad more specific? Beau: (Gestures dramatically) Look at me! Me: (Feigning admiration) You look… streamlined! Very... Continue Reading →
Hello Fans. Here we go again.. Louise has decided to go off galavanting for 10 days and left me with the Vegans (also know as the incredible Auntie Annie and Uncle Lee). This is getting to be too much of a regular occurrence! Although I have to say I’m quite enjoying these respites from the... Continue Reading →
Good morning, peeps! It's me, your loyal hound, Sir Beaumont of Sheepadoodle, here. I've managed to sneak onto my Auntie Annie's iPad to bring you the latest news – because apparently, SOMEONE (cough Louise cough) has decided that soaking up the Mexican sun is more important than keeping you wonderful people updated. Honestly, the nerve!... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: I'm confused, Louise. You bring me out to this rocky shore, this amazing slice of nature, and yet you insist on keeping me leashed, hauling me along like a convict trying to escape. What gives? Me: Nothing 'gives,' Beau. I just don't want you chasing after any sea lions. They're big. Beau: And I'm... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So... I'm curious, Louise. My photo today is the same one as last Sunday, only it's the full, uncropped version. Don't you have one from our walks this week? Me: Is that a trick question, Beau? Beau: (smiling ever so innocently) Who, me? Ask a trick question? Never! Me: Oh, good. I wouldn't want... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Well. Well. Well. Look who's finally decided to grace my blog with her presence. Me: Don't get any ideas. This isn't a habit. Beau: But my dear Louise, the world needs my wisdom! You're the chosen one to transcribe my musings. Me: Whoa, hold on. "Chosen one"? I choose what I do, and I'm... Continue Reading →
Hello Fans! It's me, your erstwhile favourite Reporter of the Hound, trying, as best I can, to keep Louise, the increasingly Unreliable Non-Reporter of the Hound, on track. But, fact is, keeping Louise on track is like trying to herd cats in a hurricane. A hurricane made of squirrels. On fire. You get the picture.... Continue Reading →
Beau: Louise, my dear, why the long face? This glorious day is practically bursting with sunshine, even if it's playing a little game of hide-and-seek behind the clouds. You're surrounded by nature's finest creations (including yours truly, of course), and you have the delightful company of your sister. So buck up, buttercup! Let's savour this... Continue Reading →
Beau: Louise, darling, are you trying to sabotage my modeling career? This tongue situation is getting out of hand! Me: Oh, relax, Beau. It's just a little tongue. It's cute! Beau: Cute? This is not some kind of 'cute' contest! I am a sophisticated Sheepadoodle with a reputation to uphold. This constant impulse of yours... Continue Reading →
