"Billy"

On July 23, 1999, I got a telephone call at work from Vicki O'Neill, one of the coordinators for N.B.G.C. Rescue. There was a Brussels Griffon in an Animal Shelter in York, PA. I had offered to help with Rescue some months before this, and I was the closest N.B.G.C. member. I left work right away, because I wasn't sure if they put animals down at that particular shelter. As soon as I held Billy, I knew he was meant for me, even though I assured everyone I was only going to foster him for a little while. He is the sweetest boy in the world, and no trouble at all. When I brought him home, he fit in with my dogs as though he had lived here all his life. He is so loving, and he never lets me out of his sight. Out of all my dogs, Billy is the one who everybody says they would like to take home.

Can you tell that Billy and Emmett spend a lot of time "relaxing"?

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