Me: Why so glum looking, Beau? Beau: Oh, you narrow-sighted human. This is not glum, Louise. It’s relaxed. You should try it. Me: I relax a lot! Beau: Be specific. Me: About relaxing? Beau: Yes. How often? When? What does it feel like? Me: Don’t be ridiculous. Being specific about relaxing sounds entirely too unrelaxed to me. Beau: Hmmm. Good one. But... Continue Reading →
Beau: You know, Louise, it’s not considered a walk if you sit on the deck and throw the ball. Me: Why not? You’re getting exercise. Beau: Notice there’s only one of us getting exercise in that equation? Me: Yeah. I kind of like it. Beau: Your body doesn’t. Me: My body is perfectly happy sitting... Continue Reading →
Beau: So, let me get this straight, Louise. You booked two seats on the same flight. Both for you. Me: Shush, Beau. You don’t have to tell everyone. Beau: I’m simply trying to understand the logic. Were they side by side? Me: No. Window seats. Across the aisle from each other. Beau: Ah. Me: What? Beau:... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau, where are you going? Beaumont: To the sea. To the sea. To the deep blue sea. Me: Beau! Not today. I don't want you getting wet. Beau: And I don't want you disappearing without me. Yet here we are. So, tell me Louise. Where were you all last week? Me: I was helping... Continue Reading →
Beau: Why are you so upset, Louise? Your hair is doing that frantic thing again. Me: You disappeared on me! I was terrified. Beau: Of what? That I’d find a better home? Or that I’d grabbed the fin of a dolphin and was currently riding the waves to victory? Me: Don’t be ridiculous. I was... Continue Reading →
I know. I know. It’s been awhile since Beau put his paws to the keyboard. I’m glad today he hit the keys to remind me about the value of play! Beau: (Stopping mid-trot, tail flagged like a victory banner, looking back at me with unmistakable judgment. Dang he’s good at that!) You’re doing it again.... Continue Reading →
Even though Louise has been absent for far too long from transcribing my brilliance onto these pages, I am pausing my relentless (and entirely justified) chastisement of her failings to celebrate the one thing she does moderately well: being my Mother. I know. I know. I am a saint. A fuzzy, four-legged beacon of nobility... Continue Reading →
I’m eleven. I’ve seen it all.Nothing is so bad that a nap won’t make it smaller.Move over. I’m teaching you how to stay. Louise has officially gone AWOL as my scribe. She claims she has 'work' to do, yet here I am, typing with one claw and a dream while she delivers breakfast to the... Continue Reading →
A Missive to My Loyal and Long-Suffering Subjects, Hark, ye steadfast and oh-so-patient followers! This most regrettable missive serves to inform you of a grave and unprecedented action taken by your Top Dawg: I have formally banned Louise from posting our conversations until such time as she makes good on her sacred vow. This vow,... Continue Reading →
Gotta love salt water! Alright, folks, it's Beau here, reporting live from the keyboard, because Louise has pulled a vanishing act again. She's off gallivanting in Vancouver with her daughters (and the Littles, naturally). Apparently, a double daughter sighting meant dinner out last night. Priorities, people! But enough about the missing-in-action hooman! BIG NEWS erupted over here! CC, in a... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 