Beaumont:  You know this is Monday, right? Me:  Yes. Beaumont:  So, you also know you're a day late posting my story. Me:  Yes. Well. I was busy getting an early Thanksgiving dinner ready for 10 people. Beau:  Excuses. Excuses. Me:  Well... I am the curator of this blog. I think I can decide to miss a... Continue Reading →

Me:  Beaumont.  Why are you just standing there? Beau:  I'm waiting. Me:  Waiting for what? Beau:  For you to throw the ball. Me:  I didn't bring it. Beau:  Then I'm waiting for you to explain why not. And it better be good. Me:  Because there's lots of snow on the ground and you always lose it in the snow. Beau:  Excuse... Continue Reading →

Me:  Beaumont. You're sleeping on the couch. Beau:  Yup. Me:  Well, you know you're not supposed to. Beau:  Yeah, well, you'd be sleeping on the couch too if you'd just walked for a gazillion kilometres. Me:  It wasn't that far. Beau:  How would you know. You weren't there. Me:  Well, Auntie Annie told me. You walked just over 20 k today. Beau:  Ha! ... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  What? Me:  Would you please stop moving. Beau:  What for? Me:  Watch your English. Beau:  What for?  I'm a Dawg. I don't care about Engligh and I definitely don't understand requests that make no sense to me. Be specific. Use your words. What do you want? Me:  (Sigh) Right.  (taking a breath...) Beaumont, would you please stand still so I... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  Dad. We gotta talk. C.C.:  Of course. I'm here for you Beau. Beau:  Sigh.  It's nice you're here for me dad 'cause I don't know where in the world my mom is. C.C.:  She's out on the coast. Visiting her grandson. Remember. I told you. Beau:  But didn't she just get back from seeing him?... Continue Reading →

Dear Ann Landers, It's Beaumont the Sheepadoodle here and I really need your advice. So, my mom says she's too busy to share our conversations right now on my blog. It seems her galavanting around without me is a priority. Harrumph. Last weekend she went to Canmore for a three day getaway and then this... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  Seriously?  Why do you do it? Me:  Do what? Beau:  Oh don't you give me that innocent look. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Me:  Um.... you mean your beautiful haircut? Beau:  Ain't nothin' beautiful about it. It's a crying shame. Me:  Don't be so sensitive. You'll be much cooler for the rest of summer. Beau:  Have you noticed... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  So.... let me get this straight. You trick me into thinking we're going to the park and then you bring me to the Vets? Me:  I didn't trick you. We went to the park earlier. Beau:  Yeah, but you didn't tell me this was next! Me:   Stop complaining. It's for your own good. Beau:  Getting stuck with needles... Continue Reading →

  Me:  Beaumont... Beau:  Oh Dawg... What now? Me:  You know exactly what I mean. Beau:  Hey lady. I'm just a dawg. You gotta spell it out. Me:  How many times do we have to have this conversation? Beau:  Which conversation would that  be? Me:  The one about you lying on my pillow, taking up my side of the... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  So.... explain to me again... why is she here? Me:  Because her mom and dad are away. Beau:  That still doesn't explain why she's HERE.  In my home. Me:  She had nowhere else to go. Beau:  She could have gone to a cat spa.  Or maybe, camped out along the river. Me:  Beau.  That's not nice. Beau:  It's not nice having... Continue Reading →