Me: Beaumont. What are you doing? Beau: Sitting. Me: On my lap. Beau: My... you are observant Louise. Me: It's kind of hard not to be. You're too big and heavy to be a lapdog. Beau: I ain't heavy. I'm your brother. Me: Right. And it's a long, long road with many a winding turn.... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So... what do you think? Me: About what Beau? Beau: My photo. Silly. Me: It's lovely. I did take it you know. Beau: Yeah. I know. But I'm wondering whether you got my good profile or if the other side is better. Me: Ummm.. Does it matter.? You're handsome either side. Beau: Well of... Continue Reading →
Me: So.... Beau.... Beaumont: Oh dear. I always get nervous when you say my name like that. What did I do this time? Me: Don't be silly. Nothing. I just want to talk to you about something. Beau: What's that? Me: Well. A friend, a big fan of yours, suggested you might want to be... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So let me get this straight. I have to stay here, locked up in the laundry room because you took me to the park and now you think I'm all wet and dirty. Me: Well. You are. Beau: I thought you revere nature. Me: I do. Beau: But you don't want it in the... Continue Reading →
