Sad. Confused. And Shaved!

Dear DawgAnn Danders, It's me. Beaumont. I've snuck onto my dad's laptop while he's taking a nap (with me on the bed of course.) I'm writing today because I'm confused. My mom has gone off to see the grandlittles (apparently there's a new little and she couldn't stay away). But here's the deal. While it's... Continue Reading →

The Obstreperous Dawg

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 →

I Demand An Audience

Beaumont:  I demand an audience. Me:  Excuse me? Beau:  You heard me. I need to be heard. Now. Me:  Well, aren't we just the demanding sort this morning. Beau:  I already said that. Me:  Ya. Ya. Whatever. What for? Beau:  Seriously? You're going to use sloppy English in a time like this? Me:  (sigh) What... Continue Reading →

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