Billy was with us for two weeks when I had to make the very difficult decision to return him to the rescue centre. It was the hardest decision ever, one I still feel guilty about, but it was the best one for all concerned.
Amongst other things he was just to much for me to cope with physically, he pulled me over on walks and I just couldn't give him all the exercise he needed. The good news though is that he went straight to a new home where he is going to be a working dog going on shoots, which is just what he needs to keep him busy and happy.
Good luck in your new home Billy, I miss you