Let me introduce myself. I was born on the 14 July 2007 to a family in Grantham. Happily I played there with my brothers and sisters until one day in August someone came and took me away. I know this sounds horrible but actually its great. I was the 13th birthday present of my mum Alannah. She was so surprised as she was told she couldn't have a dog. Here's a picture of me when I arrived.

I was so small I could sit on my mums hand, no bigger then a baby rabbit. They were worried that the cats (yuk, I hate cats) would have me for dinner but I wasn't scared I could have taken any of them!

As I grew up a bit granny decided I needed discipline, I on the other hand found it all very boring so just for a laugh I would run around the training field as fast as I could while granny screamed my name and jumped about like a loonie, she did look a sight. The more she screamed the more I ran, great fun. But I guess I must of listened to something as I even managed to come second in an obedience class. Here's me with my rosette.

Anyway granny decided that I needed something to keep my mind engaged, flyball no I ran off with the tennis balls (another great game). So we tried agility. Wow great fun, jumping and running through big rabbit holes what could be better, and when I got it right 2 laps of the field to add to the fun. People kept telling my gran I was going to be really good once I stopped running. I am good that's why I run, humans really don't get it. I now have a really nice trainer, she likes me to run as fast as I can.  Oh and a new official name Billy Widdle, makes everyone laugh I don't know why. That was I think nearly 2 years ago, so what have I been doing since then.