I rembember back when I decided the breed of dog I wanted to get. I was told "They're horrible puppy's, you know."(and that was by the breeder). I thought "What in the world is this breeder talking about? I never heard of a "horrible" puppy. I thought she was kidding or overexaggerating; like when a woman is expecting a baby and somebody always says something about those 2:00 A.M. feedings. That doesn't mean they're trying to talk them out of having a baby. It's just like a memory that you don't easily forget. Well, anyway, the breed I had chosen was the only breed this woman had ever owned her whole life and this woman had seen a lot of life. In fact, she was not only involved in breeding, she also was showing some of her dogs in dog shows. And get this, she owned nine dogs of this particular breed. So, what would you think? Riiight..."She's just kidding". Wroooong...She WASN't kidding. After a few weeks of unforgetable bad doggy behavior, I thought my husband was going to give me a one-way ticket to divorceville. If you want to read more, CLICK HERE My story really does have a happy ending.