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 →
Beau and Waiting for Godot.
Me: Beaumont. What are you doing? Beau: Waiting for Uncle Jim. Me: It's noon Beau. Dinner's at 6. Beau: I'm a dawg. Time is inconsequential. Me: In that case, you're in for a long wait. Beau: Like Vladimir and Estragon, I wait. Me: Ummm.... Beau. They were characters in a play. You're here in real... Continue Reading →
Wolves. Apes and Baseball Pitchers.
Me: Beau. Why are you sticking your tongue out? Beau: What of it? Me: It's impolite. Beau: Says who? Me: Everyone? Beau: Ahhh.... The ubiquitous everyone. Me: Wow! That's a pretty big word for a dawg. Beau: And that's pretty condescending, even for you, Louise. Me: Oh Well... I just meant... Beau: (interrupting me) I... Continue Reading →
Where’s my birthday cake?
Beaumont: Get up. Me: Shhhh.... Can't you see I'm sleeping? Beau: Can't you see I'm awake? And if I'm awake, you need to be too! Now get up! Me: Beau. I took you out at 5 this morning when I first got up. Beau: So? That was four and a half hours ago and it's... Continue Reading →
Enough with the excuses
Beaumont: Louise. My fans are waiting. Me: I've been busy. Beau: I've been up since noon and you still haven't gotten to my blogpost. Me: I told you. I've been busy. Beau: Enough with the excuses. I'm looking for results. And I'm not seeing any. Me: Well... I worked for three hours this morning on... Continue Reading →
Wise To Your Hooman Ways
Beau: You know Louise, you hoomans are strange beings. Me: How's that Beau? Beau: Well, for example, you use January 1 as an excuse to begin doing the things you tell yourself all year long that you should be doing all the time and then promptly stop doing whatever it is you began at the... Continue Reading →
It Is What It Is
Me: Beau, you look very sad. Beaumont: Well, aren't you? Dad's in hospital. You throw a lousy ball. It's lookin' rather gloomy out there. Me: Yes... but he could be home today. Beau: You said that yesterday and the day before and... come to think of it, you've said that every day since New Year's... Continue Reading →
Merry Christmas and all that Dawggone Jazz!
From my dawggie heart to yours! Merry Christmas! From my dawggie heart to yours! Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! Merry whatever your celebration! Louise says that a picture speaks a thousand words -- but you know me! I always got somethin' more to add so this holiday season I'm adding a special thank you to all... Continue Reading →
Men In Tights
I'm still away visiting The Littles -- so this is a repost from Nov 24, 2019 - as GreyCup is today and Beau still wonders why they chase that ball. Beaumont: So, what is it with you humans and having to watch men in tights? Me: Don't you mean Men in Black? Beau: No. That's... 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 →