Sundays With Beaumont – Where’s My Gift?
Me: C’mon Beau. We’ve got to get up.
Beau: Why? I’m cosy.
Me: We’ve got Wilma’s birthday party to go to at the park.
Beau: Whaaatttt???? A party! Why didn’t you say so!
Me: I just did.
Beau: Haha. Yeah. I know. But why didn’t you say so early so I could have put on a tux and maybe brushed my hair.
Me: Oh don’t worry about that. I was thinking of putting on your coat.
Beau: The cow coat!!!!!!!
Me: Yeah. The cow coat.
Beau: Not happening.
Me: But it’s cold outside.
Beau: I repeat. Not happening.
…Does he or doesn’t he? Wear the coat? Come visit Beau on his blog today and find out! There’s birthday treats too!
to read the rest! 🙂 he’ll be so happy to see you! With or without his cow coat. CLICK HERE
Me: Beaumont. We need to talk.
Beau: I’m busy.
Beau: Yah. Yah. Yah. Whatever.
Me: Beaumont. This is serious.
Beau: Taking me to the groomers and inflicting all that brushing and fluffing on me is serious Louise. If what you wanna talk about is what I think you wanna talk about, well that’s not serious. It’s just dawgie nature.
Me: Catching a squirrel isn’t serious?
To read the rest of Beau’s misadventure with a squirrel, click to go to HERE Sundays with Beaumont (I know! A dawg with a blog! Imagine! 🙂 ) He hopes to see you there!
I ‘accidentally’ go for a walk at River Park. without Beau.
He is not impressed.He hopes you join him on his blog today to commiserate and offer your sympathy.
And yes. It is. As always. All my fault. Sigh.
He hopes you join him
— he’s looking for sympathy. 🙂 on his blog today
You Did What?
Beau: So… let me get this straight. You went for a walk with Jane. Without me.
Me: It wasn’t intentional Beau. I just sort of happened.
Beau: Then explain to me how this ‘just sort of happened’ walk happened.
Me: Well, I was dropping off your Christmas gift for Uncle Al and..
Beau: (interrupting me) Wait! What do you mean you were dropping of MY gift for Uncle Al?
Me: Remember. I ordered it in November and it just finally arrived last week? You wanted him to get it didn’t you? Someone had to take it to him.
Beau: Without me.
To read the rest, click
Me: Beaumont. What are you doing?
Me: On my lap.
Beau: My… you are observant Louise.
Me: It’s kind of hard not to be. You’re too big and heavy to be a lapdog.
Beau: I ain’t heavy. I’m your brother.
Me: Right. And it’s a long, long road with many a winding turn.
Beau: You got it Louise! I’m no burden to bear.
Me: Beau… why are you quoting the lyrics of a ’70s song you’ve never even heard before?
To read the rest of this post, and to discover why Beau thinks he really is a lapdog, please join him on his blog today – click
Beaumont: Louise, we need to talk.
Me: Uh huh. About what?
Beau: Like you don’t know.
Me: Ummm. Beau. No I don’t.
Beau: Yes you do.
Me: (sighing)Honestly Beau. I don’t. I can’t read your mind.
Beau: Really? And all this time I thought that’s how you wrote these conversations. By reading my mind.
Me: (sighing deeper) Sarcasm is the refuge of the verbally lazy.
Beau: Well… I wonder who you’re talking about. You do put the words in my mouth you know…
To read the rest of Beau’s conversation, click and you’ll be redirected to his blog, HERE Sundays with Beaumont.
He loves visitors! And he loves to make people smile!
There’s a new conversation over at Beaumont the Sheepadoodles blog this morning.
He was kind of ticked off I went away. Again. And by the fact I missed posting last Sunday!
I hope you join him in his witty repartee and clever ways of always winning every conversation!
Click HERE to read.
Beaumont the Sheepadoodle always has so much to say about my trips away.
And this one is no different.
I’ve posted his blog this morning (yes, it’s Monday) and wanted to share it here.
He said it’s the least I can do for going away. Again. 🙂
You can read it
Beaumont: Seriously. Who let the cat on the bed?
Me: Ummm… Beau. Who let the dawg on?
Beau: Ya but, I live here.
Me: Yabuts run in fields.
Beau: Oh my. Yabuts. Rabbits. Ha! Ha! You probably think you’re funny.
Me: Don’t you?
Louise: Not even a little bit…?
Beau: Nope. Now, my friends Rod and Anne and Mitzi. Oh, and CeZar too! They’re funny. You… Well, let’s just say you could use some practice at fun and funny.
Me: You mean like how I didn’t think it was funny you ran through the invisible screen door yesterday.
To read the rest, and join Beaumont on his blog – CLICK HERE Sundays With Beaumont.
He really hopes you do! He loves your company!
It stormed last night. Thunder. Lightning. Wind. Rain.
Beaumont doesn’t like thunder and lightning. Nor wind. They scare him.
I awoke at around 4am to the sound of him standing over me on the bed, panting noisily.
Me: Beau. What is it?
Beau: Huff. Huff. Huff.
Me: Go back to sleep.
Beau: Huff. Huff. Huff.
Me: Oh. It’s the lightning and thunder.
Beau: Huff. Huff. Huff.
Me: C’mon. You’re already up on the bed, just curl up and go to sleep.
Beau: (placing his wet nose on my cheek) I’m scared.
Me: It’s just a storm Beau. It will pass.
Beau: That’s a stupid saying when you’re in the middle of it.
To read the rest, please join Beaumont on his blog today:
I have been baking breads and cookies, pies and Foccacia but the one thing I haven’t baked, which Beaumont had to remind me of today, is dawgie biscuits. Oh Dawg. I’m in trouble now!
Join Beaumont on his blog,
, and find out just how much trouble I’m in, not just because of the lack of doggie biscuits but also because of my sarcasm. Sundays with Beaumont
You can find the conversation