Me:  Beaumont, that bench is for humans. Beau:  Well that's rather prejudicial of you isn't it? Me:  Prejudicial?  Well, aren't we being erudite. Beau:   I'm not some illiterate cad you know. Or maybe I should say cat. Me: Right. And unlike cats, you can read. Beau:  Yes. I know exactly what's written on this bench. Me: ... Continue Reading →

Cowabunga, Dude!

Beaumont:   Aaargh!  You're kidding, right?  You're not actually going to make me go outside in this get-up? Me:  It's cold outside. Beau:  Yeah?  Well it will be a cold day in hell before you take me out in public looking like this! Me:  I think you look kind of cute. Anyway, I don't want you... 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 →

Oh Dawg. Say what?

Beau: So.... let me get this straight. You had to play with a bunch of ladies in your studio yesterday and didn't have time to post my blog? Me:  Uh. Huh. Beau:  And that's acceptable to you? Me:  It is what it is. Beau:  That's all you've got to say? Me:  What do you want me to... Continue Reading →

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