The Squirrel Hunter (an SWB story)

Me: Beaumont. We need to talk.

Beau: I’m busy.

Me: Beau….

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 HERE to go to Sundays with Beaumont (I know! A dawg with a blog! Imagine! 🙂 ) He hopes to see you there!

You Did What? (a SWB post)

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 on his blog today — he’s looking for sympathy. 🙂

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 HERE

In Good Times And In Bad (An SWB Post)

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.

Please Don’t Sing (A SWB post)

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: HERE

Is That Sarcasm I Taste? (a SWB post)

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, Sundays with Beaumont, 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.

You can find the conversation HERE. 

Oh Dawg. She’s Gone and Done It Again (An SWB Story)

I know. I know. It’s me. Again. Pawing my way through this blog ’cause yup. You guessed it. I gotta write the things myself. She’s Gone. Again.

Oh dawgy dawgy. She has once again flown the coup and this time, she took HIM with her leaving me with my sis and her man and.. wait for it… that she-hellion four-legged vixen who hisses and swipes her claws every time I walk past.

Sigh. Folks. I am beyond devastated. I am a sad ‘ole dawgie in the window blue!

To read more of Beaumont’s pleas for your support, please join him on his blog — (not that he needs more sympathy!) 🙂

CLICK HERE

Oh Dawg. She’s Gone And Done It. Again.