yes, more of me

well, just one more little picture of little me. Watch out lurchers of Sampford Spiney (near Tavistock), I'm on my way. Meet me at the lurcher show there at 2pm Sunday, 2nd July, where I will be doing pawgraphs and photocalls. Spot (or Fourth as I like to call him now) may be in attendence.

(admin note:- notes reluctantly taken by dictation from princess H)

winner takes all

well, it was an enormous show with folks from all over the place and the world Luckett, Liskeard, Callington, Trebinthar, Tresinthat, Tredunit, America and Croydon. I came first in everything except the pairs where Spot let us down by being black and spotty, although he did come fourth in the crossbreeds (only just I thought) and then it was me FIRST, FIRST, FIRST and BEST BEST, now I'm off for a bit of spar therapy and to do my claws, Dad where's my mirror? love you all, kisses
Harriet the BEST

Harriet does quite well

Harriet, who you can see here wearing her best of show rosette came first in best crossbreed, first in best dog or bitch over 20", first in best movement in 20" and over, and BEST IN SHOW (best of all the bests) !!!!!

In fact I have agreed to record a few words from her (she can't read or write) so that she can speak for herself.

It's not about winning

....It was very sunny and warm today and I was planning not to put paw to keyboard at all but Mum took us to the Callington Horse show at Golberdon. I came FOURTH in a huge class for best crossbreed, and then, later, FOURTH in best pairs with young Harriet. Harriet did quite well too.

reflections Kit Hill

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which causes us to reflect on the quarry lake. What is it about reflections that soothes the eye? The reflection seems more interesting than the reality.

Perhaps reality is a pale reflection of some higher canine dimension casting its shadow in this space, each reflection becoming less material than its predecessor.

Is this Spot I see before me real or not? Am I the result of the collision between two multi dimensional dogbranes? Should I have a nap now or later?

stonechats

the unmistakeable sound of tsk tsk, in the middle of an expanse of gorse, is the sure sign of the male stonechat, boasting to his mate who was not far away. Grey day.