A Milestone for Slawit Bob...

This week, Slawit Bob has mostly been losing his milk teeth. This was one of the first. Goodness knows where the others are....!

Slawit Bob has also been practising cocking his leg on clumps of tall weeds.

He's one of the big boys now.....

Today Slawit Bob is mostly walking in the country....

Even though the morning was far from promising, Slawit Bob, the Master and the Mistress sallied forth into the Mollicarr Woods for a walk in the country.

The stream was pretty full and running furiously over rocks and under logs. Slawit Bob managed not to fall in.

On closer investigation the bluebells were actually flowering but they didn't seem too keen on really making an effort as it was pretty cold and grey. Slawit Bob was very pleased to be wearing his coat although he thinks he could do with  a new one as this is getting a bit tight around the middle....

Here we see our hero dispappearing into the wild blue (grey) yonder enjoying his first real moments of freedom from the constraints of the lead....

Last Wednesday, Slawit Bob was visiting Knaresborough....

Gosh - what a hoot!  The mistress is pretending to throw me into the Dropping Well.

Haha - erm I think she's only pretending....

Slawit Bob is mostly relaxing before his arduous trip to the Dropping Well. He has heard that it is quite a trek. Might as well make the most of the opportunity to sit on the master's lap.

These caves are all very well but you can't beat four walls and a door Slawit Bob says.....