Flashback Friday

When I was a “Show Boy”

Mmmm ….. now then, don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a Show Boy for long. Mama was told by Dada,  that if she wanted to keep me and Finlay, she would have to start showing us. I was selected first and started “showing” in 2003 when I was about 8 months old. Mama’s intention was to get us qualified for Crufts and to let us experience the most famous Show Ring of all. She thought it would take her years to get us qualified ‘cos we weren’t “bred for the show ring”,  just as nice pets for nice families. Well, she got both me and Finlay qualified for Crufts in the first year of our respective show careers. We both “went to Crufts” and although we qualified for the next year after that first one, Mama said she was satisfied that once was enough. Here’s a couple of photos with the odd Trophy that we ‘won’.

Finlay with Trophy
Finlay with Trophy
Another photo with same Trophy!
Another photo with same Trophy!
Bobby and Trophy
Bobby and Trophy

Thirsty Thursday

gerardos

Here’s me, slurping my way through a bowl of water at Gerardo’s Italian Restaurant in Mablethorpe. This is part of our routine when we are at our “other home”: Mama and I walk along the beach into Mablethorpe where I have my water and she has a cappuccino. She’s got a ‘loyalty card’ and she’ll get 1 coffee free after she’s bought 10 at £3.00 each!!

See also my new blue coat. No, it’s not to keep me warm, I’m not that sort – it’s to keep the sea spray and drizzle off my back when we are walking. I think I look quite ‘dapper’. Does anyone else wear coats when they go out? Let me know ‘cos I don’t want to be the only one!