Wolves. Apes. and Baseball Pitchers (An SWB Post)

Me: Beau. Why are you sticking your tongue out?

Beau: What of it?

Me: It’s impolite.

Beau: Says who?

Me: Everyone?

Beau: Ahhh…. The ubiquitous everyone.

Me: Wow! That’s a pretty big word for a dawg.

Beau: And that’s pretty condescending, even for you, Louise.

Me: Oh Well… I just meant…

Beau: (interrupting me) I know what you meant Louise and it wasn’t nice.

Me: Right. Sorry.

Beau: I know you’re sorry Louise. You always are. Just like I bet you’re sorry you even brought up the conversation about my tongue sticking out.

To read the rest, do hop on over to Beaumont the Sheepadoodles place! He loves visitors.

CLICK HERE

Where’s My Birthday Cake? (And SWB post)

It’s my youngest daughter’s 34th birthday. Beau thinks he should get cake. He’s not impressed that I disagree…

Me: Shhhh…. Can’t you see I’m sleeping?

Beau: Can’t you see I’m awake? And if I’m awake, you need to be too! Now get up!

Me: Beau. I took you out at 5 this morning when I first got up.

Beau: So? That was four and a half hours ago and it’s time to go to the park.

Me: It’s Sunday.

Beau: No kidding. Gosh. Is that why my blog’s called, “Sundays with Beaumont”?

Me: Don’t be sarcastic.

Beau: Don’t be lazy. Get up.

To read the rest, please join Beau on his blog: CLICK HERE

Enough with the excuses

Over at Beaumont’s blog I’m in the dawghouse — apparently, posting his blog in the afternoon on Sunday doesn’t cut it…

Beaumont: Louise. My fans are waiting.

Me: I’ve been busy.

Beau: You’ve been up since forever and you still haven’t gotten to my blogpost.

Me: I told you. I’ve been busy.

Beau: Enough with the excuses. I’m looking for results. And I’m not seeing any.

Me: Well… I worked for three hours this morning on a submission for a writing competition I’m entering. I took you to the park. I went for groceries. That’s a lot of results.

Beau: Not when the only result that counts is posting my blog.

Me: There’s more to life than your blog Beau.

Beau: Not on Sundays.

He sure hopes you come and read the rest (CLICK HERE) — he’s got a real sweet little love note for all his fans! 🙂

It Is What It Is – an SWB post

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.

Sundays with Beaumont — Beau’s Christmas Wish

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!

Just click this link to read his weird charming message!

Beau’s Unspirited Christmas Message

We held our second annual outdoor Christmas Tree decorating extravaganza yesterday — Beau’s nose was out of joint because in the prep and frenzy, his blog wasn’t posted.

So… he took matters into his own paws this morning and penned a long dissertation on what really went down.

He hopes you click THIS LINK and come over to read all about it — and to see the wonderful photos Dustin T. took of the tree!

Here’s one to entice you…

It was a fun afternoon made all the better because of the special people who came and made it so.

About What You Said — a Sundays with Beaumont post

Beaumont: I think this is my good side. What do you think?

Me: I don’t think you have a bad side, Beau.

Beau: Nice response Louise. But that’s not what you said the other day.

Me: Oh. What did I say the other day?

Beau: You said, I’m getting old.

Me: I think it was about maturing Beau. I think what I said was you’re becoming a much more mature dog.

Beau: You said, I’m almost 7 and in human years that makes me 49 and that’s getting old.

Beau hopes you come join him on his BLOG today — he’s got a lot to say about ageing and being present in the now…

CLICK HERE

What’s she doing on my bed and blog? (An SWB post)

Beau takes exception to the fact the top photo on his blog today is of a cat.

But…. I made up for it and include a video of him at the park chasing after the ball.

He certainly hopes you come and visit — and see him at work chasing and retrieving the ball — well almost retrieving…

Oh. And as to the cat in our house… He is not impressed.

Read all about it HERE. Video is at the bottom of the post.

Acts of Contrition

We are back from the “Middle Kingdom” as my friend Iwona calls it (that would be Ontario — and in particular Ottawa and area – we just spent two weeks in Barry’s Bay on beautiful Lake Kamiskeg.

Iwona sent home a gift for Beaumont the Sheepadoodle. He really likes Poutine flavoured biscuits. He also really likes Iwona.

The problem begins when he realizes…. I didn’t bring home something special for my spectacularly special Beau!

Oh dawg! Am I in trouble now! He’s looking for Acts of Contrition to make up for my ‘oversight’.

Come and join Beau on his blog today to read all about my necessary Acts of Contrition!

Just put your paws on the link and CLICK HERE!

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…