My Beloved Beefy

Karen and I didn’t get home until late on Saturday, so I couldn’t pick the kids up right away, but I was able to get Beefeater from the neighbors I left him with.  I was so happy to see my Golden Guy.  And of course, Beefeater loves me more than anyone! This morning I got a text from Röbert asking when he could come by to get his dog.  His dog?  Never!

I let him know that he can pick the children up from school tomorrow, since he will not be a weekend Daddy, but the dog is mine.

2:15:16 beefy

It would break the poor critter’s heart to be removed from my loving care.

Next thing you know Röbert will be making further unreasonable demands.  The time is right for me to put my foot down.  Which is why I have a lawyer dropping by his office this afternoon with a few lil’ things for him to sign.

7 thoughts on “My Beloved Beefy

  1. EastCoastGal

    You have to keep your priorities straight! Dogs come first! You should take photos of you and your dogs in airports and post them on your blog to show people you care and that you are taking care of your actual dog!


  2. jumped the sheep

    How can he think you’d ever give Beefy to him when YOU are the one who has put so much time and energy into that dog? Just because Robert maybe patted the poor thing on the head once or twice doesn’t mean they belong together.

    No wonder he’s being separated from his amazing wife. That man just does not get IT.



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