Well, folks, it has been many long, lonely nights, (Aka: An Entire Age of Neglect) since Her Majesty, The Louise, deigned to grace us with her presence and her allegedly functioning digits. Alas, my magnificent paws are not structurally suited to pounding the keys (though I am quite adept at pounding the kibble), and so,... Continue Reading →
Well folks, put down your squeaky toys and pay attention. It seems Louise has finally cracked under the pressure of your constant, well-deserved nagging. She did it. She finally coughed up the goods. Her way, of course. Because you know Louise... her way is always the "best" way. (Spoiler alert: When premium cuts of beef... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau! Do you have to eat every disgusting thing you find on the rocks? Beau: Disgusting? That was a gourmet delight. A wild-caught, sustainably foraged delicacy from the sea. You just don't have the sophisticated palate for it. Me: I'd prefer you get your "gourmet delights" from the bowl I serve you. Beau: You... Continue Reading →
Hey Fans! I've been a busy bee lately, a really busy bee. I'm busy fending off interlopers and I don't mean the squirrels and other rodents I am so accustomed to chasing out of the garden. I mean the human kind! Let me start at the beginning of this ordeal... Cooper Beau: So... let me... Continue Reading →
Beau: You read it here first peeps. Louise has gone MII! Me: It's MIA Beau -- Missing in Action. Beau: Yeah? Well that may be the case for some but for you, It's MII -- Missing in Inaction! Like, you've been skimping on posting my blog. Not to mention the MII of my T-Bone steak.... Continue Reading →
Beau: So, Louise. Pray tell. How is it you can ignore this face so easily and leave me pining on my own while you traipse around the world having all your adventures without me? Me: Easy. Beau: That's it? That's all you've got to say in response to my very important, and clear, question? Easy?... Continue Reading →
On the beach, before his big adventure This just in: Beau's Blog is going off-script today, mostly because Beau himself went off-script yesterday. Friends, prepare yourselves for a harrowing tale of canine adventure, a story that begins, as so many do, with a Potato Gun. Yes, our neighbor, in a stroke of backyard genius and... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau, you're lying on top of me. Beau: My. Aren't you the observant one. Me: (Muttering) Oh, you little facetious beast, don't give me that look. Beau: I'm not being facetious, though you gotta admit it Louise. I am a rather handsome beast. However, back to our current dilemma. I'm just stating the obvious.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Well. Well. Well, Louise. My loyal fanbase has finally worn you down, haven't they? I'm thrilled to have graced yours and C.C.s 'road trip'. Though, frankly, it's about vine. Obviously. Me: Time, Beau. It's about time. Beau: And yet, here I stand, Louise. Enlighten me as to my current location. Me: We're at Blue... Continue Reading →
Beau: Louise, darling, are you trying to sabotage my modeling career? This tongue situation is getting out of hand! Me: Oh, relax, Beau. It's just a little tongue. It's cute! Beau: Cute? This is not some kind of 'cute' contest! I am a sophisticated Sheepadoodle with a reputation to uphold. This constant impulse of yours... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 