I was born on June 12th, 2000. I think it was a sign from Goldie that Mom and Dad chose me to be their new puppy, because I was born on the anniversary that they first adopted Goldie. Now is that coincidence, or a true sign that we should be together? Here I am on my first day at my new house. Nice yard, I think I will like it. A little brown, but what the heck, it will just hide some of my brown spots a little better.

I was born with severe hip dysplasia in both hips. They say that I will need surgery to feel better. Sure hope that doesn't hurt much.

Kathy is going to do a fundraiser to help me. Today she started selling tennis balls with numbers on them for $5.00 each. After she sells a truck load of them, they will be dumped out of a skip loader, and another puppy will retrieve one. The owner of the ball the puppy brings back will get half of the money, the other half will pay for my surgery.

Speaking of that specific toy, here is another picture of me here on the right, just a few weeks after I was "Fixed" Do you have any idea when the swelling will go down, this is really starting to bother me. (Just kidding, ) I don't really know why they call it being fixed, I never thought of myself as broken.

All right, the swelling is finally down, and I finally get to sit in the motor home. I think this will be my seat. I'm ready to go, just as soon as I chew up some carpet down here. I'll get to that as soon as everyone goes to sleep. Boy will they be surprised. I see why Goldie liked the motor home so much; no matter where I sit, I am right next to someone. Of course, if Dad ever wants to give up that couch, I think I will fit just fine there too.

OK; this is just wrong!!! No where in the contract these people signed did it ever say they could dress me up like the Coca-Cola-Cow-Beau. Degrading I say, humiliating and just plain cruel. What's next; pink Beaus in my hair?

Apparently that will come later, it seems that some jokester wants to make some sort of Tie-Beau joke. Do these people ever quit, or will this be my lot in life? Ah well, it's not a lot, but it is my life. I guess the attention is ok after all.

Now off to the right there, that's Bryan. He's all smiles, and tells me I will be having a new friend named Sandy. I'm supposed to meet her today. Just what I need, someone else to take attention away from me. Not only that, but she needs new hips too. Just my luck she will have hers first. I'll give her one chance, but if even once she takes my bone away, it's back to the club with her!!! Later you will have a chance to see pictures of Sandy and me together.

Before you read any more, I would like to share a dream that I had during my surgery. Click here to read what I dreamed about.

Now off to the left here, you can see poor little pitiful me. Sandy had already had her first hip replaced before this picture was taken, but she must have had a better surgeon than I did, or perhaps she just gets better drugs because this really hurts. I cry all night long, but it still hurts. Do you have any extra narcotics that I can borrow? Please, just a few, only for a month or two ...Please. If you can just give me something, I promise to stop my endless whining.

Ah ha, it worked. I knew if I cried long enough, someone would come love me. That's Allison. I think she likes me! Lucky girl she is, I'll make her stop hugging me in a year or two, or at least until she gives me some kisses. (If I can get past the people breath that is)

I'm feeling better already. My fur is growing back, and Mom and Dad seem to be sleeping better. I'm not sure what it was, but when I was hurting, they kept waking up every time I would cry. Coming to think of it, that actually worked pretty well. I think I will keep it up for a few more weeks.

Ah, nothing like a boy and his Mommy, Mommy was having a little trouble sleeping today, so I lay next to her and pretended to be asleep. Hopefully she will be able to go to sleep soon. Lucky she has me to help her along.

Did I tell you how much I love Beau-ble Gum? Nothing better than blowing a huge Beau-ble. Hopefully it won't explode this time. Sticky Beau-ble gum in the ear hair is no fun. I made that mistake just one time, and let me tell you, it was awful. Did you ever see Miracle on 34th Street, where Santa had to cut all the Beau-bles out of his hair? Well let me tell you, he had it easy!!!

Here's Mom again. She was having a little trouble staying in her chair and resting, I decided to help her out. No doubt this helps.

Do you remember what I said about pink Beaus? Well sure enough, here is the proof. Degraded and humiliated again. I sure hope no one sees this picture. It would be almost as embarrassing as that video my parents took of Bryan and Allison singing that Barney song to each other. By the way, they really hate that video, I am thinking about making a link to it here to hold against them (he-he)

Ah, peace at last; a Beau and his rawhide. I don't get to enjoy these very often, because Sandy Belle is allergic to them. Today she is away, so I have a chance to enjoy one. Boy these things are great.

OK, this is not one of my better photos. Some web page guy liked it though, and said he was going to put it in here. So, once again, embarrassment prevails. OK, one-two-three: Say AHHH! Ignore all of that slobber, after a while it will grow on you. Or is that drip on you?

My last photo is a sad photo(:

My Sandy Belle has left us, and will be waiting for me in Heaven. I sure do miss her. The way she used to run out the door, turn around and try to keep me from going out. That was her favorite game. She would bite at my feet, then turn around and run back out the door. When I would run after her, she would turn around again and stop me. Gosh that was fun.

I know you would like to see some pictures of my special friend Sandy. You can click here to see pictures of her. After you check her out, you will be able to see pictures of us playing together.

Christmas 2007 Update:

Well, over two years have passed, and boy has my life changed. My family rescued Macey over Thanksgiving 2005, and we have spent the last two years getting to know each other. Now we are pretty good friends and play together all the time. We both just celebrated another Christmas together, and both got new beds and some other toys. Off to the right is a picture of me in my new bed, as you can tell, I have aged to perfection. Quite a change since my last picture here, but losing Sandy has taken a lot out of me.

I really am happy again though, and just love life, although I do sleep a lot more now than I did in the past. Even though I am getting a little older, I still can run pretty fast; not fast enough though, or they never would have gotten these silly antlers on my head.

I'm trying to get my dad to put some pictures of Macey and me playing together, Hopefully we will get some shots of that soon.

Love Beau:)