Slawit Bob has a hair cut...

The dreaded day has dawned ...

Something Must Be Done About Slawit Bob Before He Is Mistaken For A Floor Mop...

Before

He knows that  something is in the air - and he is afraid - he is very afraid.....

After

"Well," thinks Slawit Bob. "This is what my home looks like. Not too bad. Nice to see it at last. Nice to see everyone at last!"

How long will Slawit Bob look like that? Oh - at least until the morning when he will as usual romp through the Slawit mud and mire.

But for a brief, shining hour he is very beautiful - and clean.

 Thanks must go to

'Wuff Cuts' of Golcar....

Don't know how she did it...

Normal service will be resumed quite quickly I should think.



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.....

Slawit Bob mostly entertains himself this week...

It's just as well that the sun has been shining this week and Slawit Bob has been able to get on with the gardening.

Slawit Bob is mostly wondering why he is having to amuse himself.

Slawit Bob is not impressed with Cheltenham Festival and has decided to sulk.

Slawit Bob at school...

Do I have to....?

And yes he does - Slawit Bob is mostly not awfully interested in being trained.

If he avoids eye contact he can pretend he's somewhere else.

But it's no good - his greed lets him down and he will do anything for a treat!!!

Slawit Bob works on the allotment.

It was a particularly lovely early spring day so Slawit Bob decided that he would help with the heavy work on the allotmnent.

Slawit Bob was not convinced that his efforts were appreciated so he decided that he would work alone.

He quite enjoyed working in the sun and did what he could, rootling around in the earth. He did rather resemble a floor cloth at the end of the morning.

Slawit Bob doesn't really think that he will ever be what you might call white and squeaky clean - life is far too exciting and muddy.

PS Slawit Bob would like it to be known that at his training class last night he had a

1 to 1 with the trainer who was stunned at his brilliance and general cleverness. Slawit Bob was duly gracious in receipt of this praise but not surprised.