Me: So.... I suppose you think that's pretty clever... Beaumont: What's that? Me: The toy you've torn apart. Beau: What toy? Me: The one between your paws. Beau: It wasn't a toy Louise. Me: It wasn't? Beau: No!!! It was a pesky marauding invader masquerading as a stuffed sheep. I killed it dead so it... Continue Reading →
Today, as Louise and I drove back from the park and running errands, we were listening to CBC. The news came on and there was an article about all the animals who have been abandoned as families run for safety. I understand how taking a beloved family pet cannot always be possible, but my heart... Continue Reading →
We have silenced the sarcasm today. Dismissed the banter and the pokes. Our world is struggling. For breath. For life. Understanding. Compassion. Tolerance. Peace. Today, Beau asks that we each take time to reflect on war and peace. On what costs us more? To fight for freedom with arms of destruction and bombs falling all... Continue Reading →
Dawggone it peoples. She's doing it again. Giving me all these excuses as to why she didn't post my blog yesterday and I say, "Petchewie!" They're all just excuses. Photos courtesy of Dustin T. Like, "Beau, I just don't have time, We're doing our second annual Christmas Tree outdoor decorating extravaganza today and I've got... Continue Reading →
Me: So.... Beau.... Beaumont: Oh dear. I always get nervous when you say my name like that. What did I do this time? Me: Don't be silly. Nothing. I just want to talk to you about something. Beau: What's that? Me: Well. A friend, a big fan of yours, suggested you might want to be... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. You know you're lying on my legs again, like a bridge? Beau: Yah. What of it? Me: Is there a reason? Beau: Do I need a reason to get close to you? Me: You're answering a question with a question. Stop it. Beau: What else am I supposed to do? Your question was... Continue Reading →
I know. I know. It's me. Again. Pawing my way through this blog 'cause yup. You guessed it. She's Gone. Again. Oh dawgy dawgy. She has once again flown the coup and this time, she took HIM with her leaving me with my sis and her man and.. wait for it... that she-hellion four-legged vixen... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Don't beg. Beau: I'm not begging. Me: Could have fooled me. Beau: Well that's not hard. Me: Oh no you don't. You're not going to fool me by making this about how easy I am to fool. Beau: I don't have to. You just did it. Me: Stop that. Beau: Stop what? Me: ... Continue Reading →
Dear Santa, It's me. Beaumont. You know, the Sheepadoodle who sometimes wears reindeer ears just to please Louise. Believe me Santa. I am not trying to impersonate Prancer or even Rudolph. Honest. It's just ... well, you know what she's like! She's been on your naughty list often enough you gotta know it's her who... Continue Reading →
Me: Excuse me... I just got up to get a coffee. I was planning on coming back to bed. Beau: You move. You lose. Me: Beaumont. I'd like to come back to bed please. I was planning on spending an hour reading this morning. Beau: Hey lady. You took off for a month. I claimed this space. Me: And... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 