C.C. remains in hospital — we’re hoping he’s home today or tomorrow. His ward is on lockdown still due to Covid and Beau wishes I could throw the ball better.
Amazing how sometimes it just takes a dawg’s wisdom to put the world back in perspective.
He does hope you come and join him on his blog today for a bit of relief from this arctic weather (if like us it’s been sub-Arctic for days) or just for a light-hearted chat about life and what is. Just click HERE to hop on over to Sundays with Beaumont.
Beau doesn’t believe a picture says a thousand words so he had to add to his holiday photo with a whole bunch of words about how he’s so grateful for all of you! (He also wasn’t too impressed that I put a Santa had on his head but hey! I’m the one in control of the keyboard! 🙂 )
Please do come and share in his Christmas joy – it’s all on the blog today!
Hey Peeps! It’s me Beaumont! And I’m so confused. I’m in need of some impartial hooman guidance. So…. tell me I’m not out of line. Tell me I’m being real considerate ’cause honest, I understand why they’ve gone off for two weeks without me, but I do draw the line at Louise putting photos of some other dawggone dawg on my here blog!
It’s called, Sundays with Beaumont for a reason.
It’s my blog. My place to reign supreme, to be Top Dawg, Beaumont the Magnificent, the King of this here digital domaine!
But hey. I’m magnificent and generous. Right? So…
CLICK HERE and PLEASE> PLEASE PLEASE come to my rescue!
Thanks peeps. Beaumont the magnificently magnanimous…
It was as if in the early hours of the morning the sun had cajoled the trees with its exhortations, “You can do it! You can do it!” And the leaves had whispered to the branches, “Leaf out! Leaf out!” And the branches had called to its roots, “Push! Push! Push! and suddenly, spring burst out in glorious, splendorous, luscious greenery.
Beau and I walked along the river in the early morning light savouring the sounds and sights, occassionally, he stepped to the water’s edge and grabbed a sip of cool mountain water and continued to run along the trail.
He spied a lone Canada Goose floating in the middle of the river.
With a leap and a bound, Beau splashed into the water and started madly paddling towards the goose.
The goose started madly honking and swimming in circles, flapping her wings as if to say, “Go Away!”
Which I think is exactly what I think she was saying!
Beau started paddling faster and trying to bark as he went and I stood on the banks calling at him to ‘Come back here!’
Beau finally heeded my calls and turned back towards shore.
The goose never quit honking, but she did quit flapping her wings when Beau turned around and came back to shore.
And thus ended the peace and tranquility of the morning.
And Beau’s only comment was…. “I think she was the goose on the deck! If she can invade my peace and my home, why can’t I disturb hers?”
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