I know. I know. It's me. Again. Pawing my way through this blog 'cause yup. You guessed it. She's Gone. Again. Oh dawgy dawgy. She has once again flown the coup and this time, she took HIM with her leaving me with my sis and her man and.. wait for it... that she-hellion four-legged vixen... Continue Reading →
Hello? Anybody there? Ya. It’s me. Beaumont. On my own. She’s done it. Again. Taken off for parts unknown and left me behind. Sigh. What’s a dawg to do to get a little attention around here? Like I lay on top of her in an effort to keep her warm. I follow her all over... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Hey Lady. Know what time it is? Me: Morning? Beaumont: Breakfast time! Me: I can't get up. Beau: Why not? Me: You're lying on top of me. Beau: That's to wake you up. Me: All right already. I'm awake. Beau: Then, where's my breakfast? Me: If you get off of me I'll get it for... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
Me: So Beaumont... you know how you've been complaining about me so much lately... Beau: You know how you always say, 'if the truth hurts, change your story?' I think you may want to change your story. I've not been complaining. I've simply been telling the truth. Me: Maybe you should change yours. Maybe you should... Continue Reading →
So. She's done it again. And yup. This is me, Beaumont the Sheepadoodle TwoPaws typing away 'cause she's off gallivanting on the wilds of the west coast. Without me. Again. Sigh. They say it's a dawg's life but I'm not so sure about that! It feels more like a 'dawg's left out' kind of life... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Don't beg. Beau: I'm not begging. Me: Could have fooled me. Beau: Well that's not hard. Me: Oh no you don't. You're not going to fool me by making this about how easy I am to fool. Beau: I don't have to. You just did it. Me: Stop that. Beau: Stop what? Me: ... Continue Reading →
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 →
