Me: Beaumont. Why are you scowling? Beau: So you notice? Well that's a start. Me: Of course I notice. I notice everything about you. Beau: Right. So didn't you notice I wasn't keen on going to the hairdressers? Me: Oh. Well. It was for your own good. Beau: Have you ever noticed how people use... 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 →
Dawggone it people. She's gone and done it now! You'd a thunk that given she's laid up with a bad back she'd at least have had the good sense to leave me alone this Hallowe'en. But nope. Apparently, the act of dressing me in that silly cow suit she calls my winter coat was too... Continue Reading →
Me: Beaumont, where's your ball? Beau: You're the one who threw it. Don't you know? Me: Ummm... well, the practice is... I throw. You run and fetch. Beau: You've got that a little wrong Louise. Me: How so? Beau: Well, it should be - You throw. I run in the direction it looked like you... Continue Reading →
