We bought an English setter puppy from an excellent breeder. She was our third English Setter but she was so different from the others. We named her Chelsea thinking she would live up to her cultured British name. But we suffered through her first year, tearfully discussing whether we would take her back to the breeder. It was like having a rabid raccoon loose in our house and she terrorized the other two setters (one was elderly and was an abused rescue dog). She contentedly slept in her crate, but the rest of time we called her “the terrorist dog.” The morning after we decided to take her back to the breeder, we woke up to a “new” dog. She was still intense and had lots of energy but had a new calmer personality. We say that she’s so smart she heard what we decided and straightened up and behaved. Happy ending!
--Susan and Bob Newhall, Great Falls