Love without Expectations

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 →

The Somedays Promise

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 →

Why so Serious?

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 →

It’s pure magic.

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 →

Can’t buy me love.

Hey, fans! It's me. Sir Beaumont of Sheepadoodle - Louise says that's not a place, but what does she know? What I know is... she's off again to see The Littles, leaving me with C.C. and... that vixen feline shecat Zoey as well as that 'little' Martha, the Labradoodle. Apparently, she thinks I'll be lonely... Continue Reading →

DawgOn’ Lovin’

Beaumont: You know Louise, you have been letting all my fans down with your inconsistent posting of my brilliance here on my blog. Me: (sighing) Yes Beau. I know. But I.../ Beau: (interrupting) Remember what you always tell me Louise... Keep your butt out of it! Me: (Sighing. Again) Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. But.../ Beau: Ahem.... Continue Reading →

Holy Leapin’ Stawgs!

Me: Beaumont! Watch out! You'll getting me all wet! Beau: Duh! You're sitting by the river Louise. Right in my way. How can I not? Me: By being more careful? Beau: Holy leapin' stawgs, Louise. I'm a dawg. Careful is for risk-averse hoomans. Me: What an earth is a stawg, Beau? Beau: Just look at... Continue Reading →

No wet dawgs on the sofa

Me: Beau! You just came back from a walk and playing in the river! Please don't lie on the couch. Beaumont: Why not? Me: Why not? Because I said so! You're wet! Beau: Is the couch leather? Me: What's that got to do with anything? Beau: Then it's made of a hide of an animal.... Continue Reading →

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