One would never have guessed that the large puppy in a small cage at a shelter would grow into my devoted, 100-pound plus Great Pyrenees mix. On my quest that day to rescue others, I was asked if I wanted "this one" because it was going to be euthanized. I said, "If you'll bathe him, I'll be back tomorrow." He was a pure white furball, hence the name "Blizzard," and believe it or not, no one adopted him for two months. Meanwhile, he followed me everywhere and became stuck in my heart. He is one of the most loyal and good-natured dogs.
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