earlier this year when My husband brought home a 10wk Staffordshire pup as a birthday present for me, I thought I would go insane, I had no idea what to do and was very stressed. Thanks to all of you on here with your words of wisdom and help I now have a beautifully well behaved, loving and well fed 6mo dog who is the light of my life, my house has survived (mostly) and so has my sanity. I finally realiesed we made it when walking her the other day I stopped to chat to friends and they commented how well behaved and happy she looked, and these were the people who thought I was bonkers for having a so called devil dog in my house. Am feeling very smug now, and although I know we have some fun and games to come (she has started the adolescent phase this last couple of weeks) I know I can cope with whatever she does, and that if I'm at the end of my rope I can always come on here for help and advice. Long live mumsnet and the doghouse!