Beaumont: Louise! Louise!.... you dead? Me: No Beau. I'm in Savasana pose. Beau: You look it. Me: What's that supposed to mean? Beau: It ain't called 'the corpse pose' for nothing Louise Me: Oh wow. You know that? Beau: You know Yoga was invented by dogs. Right? Me: Ummm.... really? Beau: Yup. Yog. Dog. We... Continue Reading →
So peeps, Louise said I can paw my own post this morning 'cause it's Dawlentine's Day! Woof! Woof! But, before I deliver my opus of a Dawlentine's Poem just let me say -- I would have called it Dawglentine but y'a know... it just doesn't have the same ring. And to call it a Dolentine... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: I don't get it. Me: Get what Beau? Beau: Why I can't come in. Me: I'm going to the bathroom Beau. I would like to go alone. Beau: You don't let me go alone. Me: That's different. Beau: Different how? Me: Well... you go outside. There's no door. Beau: BNNNNNNEEEEEEHHHH! (that's the sound of... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Is there a reason you're sitting staring out the patio door? Beau: Is there a reason we're sitting inside on such a beautiful day? Me: It's not polite to answer a question with a question. Beau: It's not polite to ask questions you already know the answer to. Me: It's also bad grammar... Continue Reading →
Me: C'mon Beau. We've got to get up. Beau: Why? I'm cosy. Me: We've got Wilma's birthday party to go to at the park. Beau: Whaaatttt???? A party! Why didn't you say so! Me: I just did. Beau: Haha. Yeah. I know. But why didn't you say so early so I could have put on... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. We need to talk. Beau: I'm busy. Me: Beau.... Beau: Yah. Yah. Yah. Whatever. Me: Beaumont. This is serious. Beau: Taking me to the groomers and inflicting all that brushing and fluffing on me is serious Louise. If what you wanna talk about is what I think you wanna talk about, well that's... Continue Reading →
Beau: So... let me get this straight. You went for a walk with Jane. Without me. Me: It wasn't intentional Beau. I just sort of happened. Beau: Then explain to me how this 'just sort of happened' walk happened. Me: Well, I was dropping off your Christmas gift for Uncle Al and.. Beau: (interrupting me)... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. What are you doing? Beau: Sitting. Me: On my lap. Beau: My... you are observant Louise. Me: It's kind of hard not to be. You're too big and heavy to be a lapdog. Beau: I ain't heavy. I'm your brother. Me: Right. And it's a long, long road with many a winding turn.... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. What are you looking at? Beau: Not looking at. Watching for. Me: Oh. There's a difference? Beau: Oh you wordsmith you, Louise. Of course there's a difference. Me: Ok. I'll bite. What's the difference. Beau: Well... using the phrase "I'll bite" with a dawg is an example of you looking for trouble. Me:... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont? Did you just do something to put yourself on Santa's naughty list? Beau: Who? Me? No. Never. Me: What's that between your paws? Beau: What? This ole' thing? I found it... Me: Found it? Beau: Yup. It was just lying there. Discarded. On the floor... Me: You mean under the Christmas tree. Beau:... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 