Me: Beau. You're hogging the bed. Beau: Actually, Louise. I'm dawging it. Me: Very funny Beau. Whatever you want to call it, you're not leaving any room for Martha. Beau: Who's Martha? Me: Haha. So we've got attitude this morning do we? Beau: I don't know, Louise. I'm fine. Do you? Me: No, Beau. I... Continue Reading →
BEAUMONT: Seriously Louise. Did you have to use that photo? I kind of look like a mad scientist. ME: That's a bit politically incorrect don't you think Beau? Beau: What? My objecting to your use of that photo where my fur is sticking out in all directions and I look like I've just been at... Continue Reading →
Me: Know what tomorrow is Beau? Beaumont: Of course. It's LOVE DAY! Me: We call it Valentine's Day, Beau. Beau: Whatever you call it, I do not understand why hoomans need a day specifically to remind them to be Loving. To a dawg, everyday is a lovin', smoochin' kind of day. Me: Yes, well, we... Continue Reading →
For a dog, (aka Beaumont) all you need to do to find life's balance is spent time with those you Love.
Beaumont: Good morning Louise. Time to rise and shine and get typing. Me: I just want to lie in bed another fifteen minutes Beau. I'm tired. Beau: And who's to blame for that? Me: Why would you want to lay blame for me trying to relax this morning, Beau? Beau: Well, it's Sunday morning and... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise, I'm worried about you. Me: Why's that Beau? Beau: Well that's pretty obvious isn't it? Me: Not to me Beau. I'm not a mind reader. Beau: Seriously? You're going to use that lame argument? Me: Why is it lame? I'm just stating a fact. Beau: So if that's a fact, how is it... Continue Reading →
Beau: So.... tell me again why you had to go away without me? Me: Because I couldn't leave C.C. alone without you? Beau: Is that a question or is that really your answer? Me: Both? Beau: You're trying to be cute. Right? Me: It works for you. Beau: Yeah. Well I just naturally am. Cute... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Remind me again Louise why you're mad at me? Me: I'm not mad at you Beau. I'm just annoyed you got a ticket. Beau: Actually, Louise. You got the ticket. Me: Excuse me. I wasn't even home. Beau: Whose name is on the ticket? Me: That's beside the point. I repeat. I wasn't here.... Continue Reading →
Sundays with Beaumont 