Worst thing I ever lost to a dog was my specs. Our dogs have always slept in their own beds in our bedroom and we'd just got this new GSD rescue (this was about 20 years ago). She thought it was a good idea to munch my specs while we slept. All that was left in the morning were the lenses and the very chewed up frames They were my new specs too and I really liked the frames. Guess what. I couldn't get another pair of frames like them.

We had to give that dog back to the rescue centre because she had other serious issues that we just couldn't seem to overcome, like weeing all over the house, even in front of us and doing the other as well. What was the final straw was our other GSD and this dog took a dislike to each other. It was almost as if our Tara didn't like Sheba's misbehaviour. She got a good home with a farmer who's GSD has passed away through old-age. I heard a few weeks after we returned her to the rescue centre that she was she was enjoying the big outdoors and was a very happy doggie.