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 →
Hark and heed, or perhaps, Bark and Deed is more fitting to this tale, but none-the-less, O noble followers of the gallant tales of Sir Beaumont of Sheepadoodle, Knight of the Order of the T-Bone! Gather around as I, your humble chronicler, relay the latest chronicles from the domain of meats and misdemeanors. Merely a... Continue Reading →
Hear ye, hear ye, gather around to hear the tale of Sir Beaumont of Sheepadoodle, a noble knight born into the whimsical fur of a Sheepadoodle, and his quest for the holy grail of meats, the T-Bone steak—a feast not provided by his most negligent hooman, Louise, but rather mysteriously bestowed by the cosmic courier... Continue Reading →
In The World According to Louise, double standards are common. Like, she says this photo says it all. Ha! like what's it really saying? That I'm a 'naughty boy' as she called me or, She doesn't play fair. 'Cause her's the truth! I get no privacy when I gotta do my business but her!? Ha!... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. Why are you wearing a fedora? Beau: It's my Easter Bonnet, Louise. Me: Why are you wearing an Easter bonnet then? Beau: Duh! It's Easter Sunday, Louise! Why wouldn't I? Me: I don't know. Maybe because you're a dawg and dawg's don't wear fedoras? Beau: Ummm.... Louise, and I only ask this out... Continue Reading →
A different take on Beau this morning. He's asked to be a 'movie stah' and apparently the only way is for me to abide by his wishes and have been told to post his two most recent jaunts at the snowy park so you can see how amazing he is on film! Please reassure him... 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 →
