Beau: Remember how I was really nice to you last time you attended to my blog Louise? Me: Yes Beau. I do. Beau: Hmmm... so if you do remember, why then did you go and take another 3 week break before getting back to the keyboard on my behalf. Me: Oh. Well. I was away.... Continue Reading →
Waiting for the party to begin! Dear friends and fans and other Dawgs, I've decided it's be nice to Louise day and, as such, am letting her off the hook for not getting to this morning's blogpost from me. You know she's getting older right? In fact, she thinks she snuck in her 70th birthday 'cause... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Beau: Yes Louise? (all innocent and sweet) Me: Where's you bootie? Beau: What bootie? Me: The one missing from your foot. Beau: Oh. That bootie. Me: Yes. Beau. That bootie. Where is it. Beau: I don't know. I'm not in charge of bootie watching. Me But you are the one wearing them. Beau: Actually Louise. On that foot, I'm not. Me: Exactly! Where is it? Beau: How... Continue Reading →
Me: So... that's quite the woeful look, Beau. Beau: Well... I've got quite a few fans missing me Louise. Me: Yes. I know Beau. But, life, and unfortunately, death, got in the way. Beau: And you went missing. Me: Not missing Beau so much as, into myself. Beau: And where are you now? In or out? Me: In or out of what,... Continue Reading →
Me: Ummm... Beaumont. Do you mind if I have some room on the bed please. I'd like to take a nap too. Beau: You got it. Me: Aren't you going to move? Beau: Do I need to? You've got room. You're lying on the bed, Me: I meant, 'a bit more room', please. Beau: Well... Continue Reading →
Hey folks. It's just me today. I know. I know. You're wondering what gives and why isn't Louise here but it's okay. She's kinda struggling right now and needs to take care of herself. I mean, seriously. I'm laying beside her while she sits at her desk trying to write this and she keeps going... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: You know Louise, cropping the photo so Martha doesn't appear in it doesn't mean I've forgotten it was you who agreed to have her come and stay for two weeks without asking me if it was okay. I may have forgiven you (a bit) but I'm like an elephant... I don't forget. Me: Oh.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Why does Martha get the ball? It's my ball. Me: She runs faster Beau which means, she gets to it before you do. Beau: And... Me: And what? Beau: And, why does that mean she gets the ball? Me: Ummm.... at least she drops it so I can throw it again. Beau: Are you... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So... let me get this straight. You go away to see the Littles in Vancouver at the beginning of September. And then, you jaunt off to some green island you call Ireland for another 10 days. Now,, you're barely home five days and you've brought that pesty, "I'm so excited to be here, pant,... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, a photo says it all. Yesterday, my youngest daughter and I took the pooches on a hike in West Bragg Creek in Kananaskis Country. The park is off leash - which is amazing. Many of the trails, while shared with mountain bikers, are also shared with horses and cattle. Not quite so amazing when... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 