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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Witty's Lagoon
Here is Beau on Boxing Day out at Witty's Lagoon. It was a gorgeous day and he had a riot being off leash at the beach. Not a fan of the water yet though.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Coffee to go
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
What you talkin about?
"I've seen a look in dogs’ eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts."
-John Steinbeck
-John Steinbeck
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Christmas morning
Santa was good!!
Here I am opening a gift from my doggie friend Miri, whatever it is, it smells good!
I love Christmas!
Here I am opening a gift from my doggie friend Miri, whatever it is, it smells good!
I love Christmas!
Thursday, December 24, 2009
'Twas the Night Before Christmas
Merry Christmas everyone!!!
It was about time for Christmas, and all through the house
A creature was stirring, but it wasn't a mouse
I knew right away it was my wife's little pup,
He thought we were sleeping, and so he was up
The dog was a gift it was coercion, really,
A woman can pout, 'til a man gets downright silly.
And now the wife was snoozing she was really sacked out
She wouldn't have awoke from less than a shout.
Yes, her in her nightgown, I in my BVDs,
We had finally settled down to catch some Zs
When off in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
I rolled from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away down the hall, my head in a muddle,
I reached the kitchen...and stepped in a puddle.
The glow from a nightlight illuminated the room,
So how come I stumbled over the broom?
I fell in a sprawl, my legs were not stable.
On the way down, my nose hit the table.
My head was a spinnin' and when I came to rest
Four miniature dog feet stood on my chest.
With a lick and a bark, he bounded away,
Into the living room, he ran to play.
More rapid than mouses, that yellow Lab ran,
Me on the follow, rolled newspaper in hand.
"Stop, Beau! Stop, Dog! Stop, Pup!
Halt, Pooch! Halt, Boy! Oh, come'ere, you mutt!
"Get off the new couch! Now let go of that curtain!
Ohhh...If I ever catch you, you're gonna' be hurtin'"
As winds of a Texas tornado do fly,
He spun round the room, down low and up high.
Then up on the countertop, that puppy went
He stopped for a second. I thought he was spent.
I make a quick lunge, he ducked me and then
Yawned when I dove through the flour bin.
As I drew out my head and was turning around,
He made for the presents, in a single bound.
I was covered with flour, from my head to my toes,
My robe in tatters, and blood on my nose.
A bag full of toys, he grabbed with glee
I nabbed him, I thought, but instead got the tree.
The ornaments, they broke, as they began to fall
The lights, how they fizzled, and that is not all.
When I reached for the plug, to turn the bulbs out,
What flowed through my body, but electricity, so stout!
As smoke encircled my head like a wreath,
That dog held my big toe, tight in his teeth.
"Beau," I moaned, "I give up. Oh, Beau, I give in."
So he bit my swollen nose, and nipped at my chin.
He spoke not a word, but went back to work,
Down came the stockings it took just a jerk.
Then up from the hall, came the sound of feet,
Momma, it seemed was awake from her sleep.
"Now you'll get it pup," I announced with glee.
Then Beau walked over and put his little head on my knee.
He looked up at my wife - so innocent - and at me, so, so sad.
And it didn't take long, to know I'd been had.
Then came the wife's voice, so strong and so clear,
"Michael, you leave that puppy alone! You hear!"
And I exclaimed to myself, as they walked out with a strut,
"Don't leave any gifts, Santa just PICK UP THE MUTT!"
'The night before Christmas' was written by Bill McClellan
It was about time for Christmas, and all through the house
A creature was stirring, but it wasn't a mouse
I knew right away it was my wife's little pup,
He thought we were sleeping, and so he was up
The dog was a gift it was coercion, really,
A woman can pout, 'til a man gets downright silly.
And now the wife was snoozing she was really sacked out
She wouldn't have awoke from less than a shout.
Yes, her in her nightgown, I in my BVDs,
We had finally settled down to catch some Zs
When off in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
I rolled from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away down the hall, my head in a muddle,
I reached the kitchen...and stepped in a puddle.
The glow from a nightlight illuminated the room,
So how come I stumbled over the broom?
I fell in a sprawl, my legs were not stable.
On the way down, my nose hit the table.
My head was a spinnin' and when I came to rest
Four miniature dog feet stood on my chest.
With a lick and a bark, he bounded away,
Into the living room, he ran to play.
More rapid than mouses, that yellow Lab ran,
Me on the follow, rolled newspaper in hand.
"Stop, Beau! Stop, Dog! Stop, Pup!
Halt, Pooch! Halt, Boy! Oh, come'ere, you mutt!
"Get off the new couch! Now let go of that curtain!
Ohhh...If I ever catch you, you're gonna' be hurtin'"
As winds of a Texas tornado do fly,
He spun round the room, down low and up high.
Then up on the countertop, that puppy went
He stopped for a second. I thought he was spent.
I make a quick lunge, he ducked me and then
Yawned when I dove through the flour bin.
As I drew out my head and was turning around,
He made for the presents, in a single bound.
I was covered with flour, from my head to my toes,
My robe in tatters, and blood on my nose.
A bag full of toys, he grabbed with glee
I nabbed him, I thought, but instead got the tree.
The ornaments, they broke, as they began to fall
The lights, how they fizzled, and that is not all.
When I reached for the plug, to turn the bulbs out,
What flowed through my body, but electricity, so stout!
As smoke encircled my head like a wreath,
That dog held my big toe, tight in his teeth.
"Beau," I moaned, "I give up. Oh, Beau, I give in."
So he bit my swollen nose, and nipped at my chin.
He spoke not a word, but went back to work,
Down came the stockings it took just a jerk.
Then up from the hall, came the sound of feet,
Momma, it seemed was awake from her sleep.
"Now you'll get it pup," I announced with glee.
Then Beau walked over and put his little head on my knee.
He looked up at my wife - so innocent - and at me, so, so sad.
And it didn't take long, to know I'd been had.
Then came the wife's voice, so strong and so clear,
"Michael, you leave that puppy alone! You hear!"
And I exclaimed to myself, as they walked out with a strut,
"Don't leave any gifts, Santa just PICK UP THE MUTT!"
'The night before Christmas' was written by Bill McClellan
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
Keeping my eye on the prize
Here is a shot that went way wrong but a little crop helped it out and sometimes mistakes just work...I love this shot!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Working with the camera
Here is Gillian trying to photograph Beau as Emily holds him. Beau grabbed the camera handle and is pulling it. Puppies can make a game out of anything!!!!
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Beau-t-iful Boy
EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DIARY
Day number 180
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm - OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
I'm tired of posing!
In modelling, there is no point in trying to prove you have a brain, so why even bother? I'd sooner save the energy for something more meaningful.
Helena Christensen
Monday, December 14, 2009
Happiness
Sunday, December 13, 2009
More Santa Puppy
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Puppy Kisses
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
I'm winning!!!
Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Man's Best Friend
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Living in Hope
Today I picked up a new bag of dog food....here is Beau ripping the empty bag apart and then he is laying by the door in front of his big bucket of dog food....waiting...hoping!!!!
One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating. ~Luciano Pavarotti and William Wright, Pavarotti, My Own Story
Friday, December 4, 2009
Christmas Bandanna
Here is Beau modeling his new Christmas bandanna. There are more Christmas shots coming!
Here are
A DOG'S RULES FOR CHRISTMAS
1. Be especially patient with your humans during this time. They may appear to be more stressed-out than usual and they will appreciate long comforting dog leans.
2. They may come home with large bags of things they call gifts. Do not assume that all the gifts are yours.
3. Be tolerant if your humans put decorations on you. They seem to get some special kind of pleasure out of seeing how you look with fake antlers.
4. They may bring a large tree into the house and set it up in a prominent place and cover it with lights and decorations. Bizarre as this may seem to you, it is an important ritual for your humans, so there are some things you need to know:
a. Don't pee on the tree
b. Don't drink water in the container that holds the tree
c. Mind your tail when you are near the tree
d. If there are packages under the tree, even ones that smell interesting or that have your name on them, don't rip them open
e. Don't chew on the cord that runs from the funny-looking hole in the wall to the tree
5. Your humans may occasionally invite lots of strangers to come visit during this season. These parties can be lots of fun, but they also call for some discretion on your part:
a. Not all strangers appreciate kisses and leans
b. Don't eat off the buffet table
c. Beg for goodies subtly
d. Be pleasant, even if unknowing strangers sit on your sofa
e. Don't drink out of glasses that are left within your reach
6. Likewise, your humans may take you visiting. Here your manners will also be important:
a. Observe all the rules in #4 for trees that may be in other people's houses. (4a is particularly important)
b. Respect the territory of other animals that may live in the house
c. Tolerate children
d. Turn on your charm big time
7. A big man with a white beard and a very loud laugh may emerge from your fireplace in the middle of the night.
DON'T BITE HIM!!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Me and a dog named Beau
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Leaving Comments
Always feel free to leave comments, I love any and all feedback!! You don't have to have a Google account to leave comments. Underneath the post where it says "Comment" there is a drop down box...use the anonymous profile. I'll only know who commented if you leave your first name at the end of the comment. ie "Nice pic!" Jane
Thanks to all for your comments via e-mail as well, and Beau thanks you too!! The Blog is a really fun project for both of us.
Kathryn
Thanks to all for your comments via e-mail as well, and Beau thanks you too!! The Blog is a really fun project for both of us.
Kathryn
A Girl and her Dog
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
A Whole New World
The Beau Blog got missed for a few days as Gillian was here from Edmonton to meet him. So now there will be a theme to the photos for the next week or so as we both took oodles of photos down at Saxe Pointe. His first outing to the park.
This is his first look at the ocean.
"A dog can express more with his tail in minutes than his owner can express with his tongue in hours."
-Anonymous
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