Beau: So, let me get this straight, Louise. We move to the edge of the sea, no airplane ride needed to visit The Littles, and you still go visit them without me? My poor heart! Me: Guilty as charged, your fluffiness. Beau: That's Sir Beaumont of Sheepadoodle to you Louise. And anyway. What am I,... Continue Reading →
Me: So, Beau. Do you think you've found your happy place? Beau: What's a happy place? Me: You know. One of those places where you feel content, satisfied, complete, at peace. Always. Beau: Where ever I am is my happy place Louise. You hoomans should try it. Just be happy. No matter where you are.... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. Do not jump through that fence. It's not off-leash. Beau: (batting his doleful puppy-dog eyes) I'm just looking, Louise. Me: Yeah. Well, get any thoughts of a "grass is greener" adventure out of that fluffy little head of yours. Beau: Louise, my feelings are as big as my fur, and you're hurting them... Continue Reading →
Beau: Louise! what's with the song choice? Have you lost your mind? Me: I think it's cute. And appropriate. Beau: We have a difference of opinion when it comes to appropriate Louise. Me: Then we'll just have to agree to disagree. Beau: Not happening. Who's the production company for this video Louise? Me: Oh That.... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Can you please turn towards me. Beau: No. Me: Excuse me? Beau: Why? Did you fart? Me: Beau! What are we? In Kindergarten? (aside - my grandson and his friends love fart jokes!) Beau: No Louise. We're not. But you asked to be excused and I have no idea why. Me: I wasn't... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise, dahling, that photo of me is giving off some serious "trying too hard" vibes. Me: Uh huh. (sipping coffee, pretending to be engrossed in my Instagram feed) Beau: "Uh huh"? What kind of sophisticated response is that? Me: The kind that doesn't dignify your snark with a witty comeback. Beau: Snark? More like... Continue Reading →
Me: Beau. Wake-up. It's time to go to the park. Beaumont: Shhhh. I'm sleeping. Me: What's with you. You always want to go to the park. Beau: Did you hear that wind last night? Vicious. I had to pace and keep watch just in case. Me: Actually you didn't. You could have just slept through... Continue Reading →
Hey there, hooman peeps! It's your favourite Sheepadoodle, Beaumont, dishing out my weekly wisdom. And woo hoo! Louise is letting me have full reign of the keyboard today 'cause she's all caught up in creating an amazing master class for Tuesday for anyone interested in Radiant Bold Aging. I guess I'll give her that --... Continue Reading →
Beau: Louise, it's 3:30pm and you haven't posted my blog yet. What gives? Me: I'm busy. Beau: What can keep you so busy you don't take care of the important things Louise? Me: What I'm doing is important too, Beau. Beau: Louise. Louise. That may be true but, you made a commitment with my blog... 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 →
Sundays with Beaumont 