King Beau
my husband and I love dogs
he was totally against paying big money for one
I did not care; I wanted a golden retriever
so I paid for one
actually, ended up with an English Crème retriever
an almost white golden
he already had a name – Beau
so we kept it
not realizing he comes to any name
my husband calls him Pedro
pal, buddy, friend, boy,
I call him Baby Beau
Baby Beau is king of this family
usurping Buddy who has never cared to be royalty
Buddy used to live under the jurisdiction of Queen Sophie
a persnickety particular snooty black cocker spaniel
Now he is lead around by Beau, and he likes it.
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