Beau and his significantly special gift from Iwona Beaumont: So... Louise... what gives? Me: What do you mean? Beau: I mean... what gives? Iwona sent me a gift. Rod sent me 50 ways to get even and you? What did you get me? Me: I came home?... Beau: And... Me: And... that's it. Beau: And... Continue Reading →
Looking from the inside/outside - oh where oh where can my hoomans be? Get this peeps. Louise goes off galivanting in the east... she seldom calls... and now... she's even reposting one of our conversations from when she went west two years ago to see 'The Little' who at the time was the only Little... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. Would you please get that disgusting thing off the couch. Beau: It's not a 'thing'. It's my Bebé. Me: I don't care what it is. It's disgusting. Please take it away. Now. Beau: If you throw it, I will. Me: I am not touching that thing! Beau: Bebé. Me: Beau.... Beau: (oh so... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont. The ball is right beside your foot. Beau: I know that. Me: Then why aren't you picking it up? Beau: Why aren't you coming to get it while I munch on some grass? Me: Because you're not supposed to eat grass? Beau: And you're not supposed to criticize, condemn and complain. Me: I'm... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So.... I suppose I should wish you Happy Mother's Day. Me: That's lovely Beau. Thank you. Beau: You know, you're really the only mother I've ever known Louise. I don't remember my birth mother. She gave me up so young. Me: She had no choice Beau. Beau: But aren't you the one who says... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: So.... are we finally back to regular programming, Louise? Me: Yes Beau. Beau: Good. So can we please get rid of the 'artsy' photo too? Me: What do you mean? I like it! Beau: But it doesn't really do me justice now does it? Me: I think it does. Beau: Well... we all know... Continue Reading →
Well, how d'ya like these dawg-ples folks? She thinks just because she's taken off to see those Littles it's okay to A) not post my wisdom words until the afternoon (I even had to call her and tell her to get it done!) and B) To usurp my place of honour with this stuffed abomination... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise. I'm confused. Me: Oh dear. What now Beau? Beau: Excuse me, but that is not an appropriate response to my comment. Me: What? You're the comment police now? Beau: No. But I do serve as your conscience. Me: (sigh) I don't need you to 'serve' as my conscience Beau. I've capable of doing... Continue Reading →
Beaumont: Louise! Louise!.... you dead? Me: No Beau. I'm in Savasana pose. Beau: You look it. Me: What's that supposed to mean? Beau: It ain't called 'the corpse pose' for nothing Louise Me: Oh wow. You know that? Beau: You know Yoga was invented by dogs. Right? Me: Ummm.... really? Beau: Yup. Yog. Dog. We... Continue Reading →
So peeps, Louise said I can paw my own post this morning 'cause it's Dawlentine's Day! Woof! Woof! But, before I deliver my opus of a Dawlentine's Poem just let me say -- I would have called it Dawglentine but y'a know... it just doesn't have the same ring. And to call it a Dolentine... Continue Reading →
