Good dog: Bill

Meet Billy (or Bill, as I call him).

Bill was scared when I first met him. The sign on his kennel said to use caution, and he started barking and acting aggressive when I tried to reach in a pet him.

As I am a large male, he might have thought I was there to eat him or hurt him. He also might have faced some neglect in the past, or it was just the shock of being at the shelter. It was hard to tell.

But it was when my girlfriend Morgan, who’d tagged along that Saturday, opened the door and started playing with him that Bill’s happy side came out. The little whippersnapper started running around the shelter’s main fenced in grounds, going up to every woman there for attention. He really, really likes the ladies.

After a while, he came over and started playing with me too, and I got him to rest on my lap while I petted him. He was in a much better mood, and looked more like this:

Bill is going to stay a little dog. He likes having space to run around in and explore, but I think he would be OK in an apartment as long as he had plenty of room to run around in during the day. You can meet him during visiting hours (10 a.m. to noon and 5:30 to 6:30 p.m. Tuesday through Saturday) at the James River Humane Society.

Update: I forgot to say that this is Billy Boy’s profile.

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