The No. 1 Rule

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 →

My Heart is Breaking

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 →

For Peace

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 →

Dashing Christmas spirits

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 →

The Obstreperous Dawg

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 →

Dear Santa!

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 →

You move. You lose.

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 →

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