I thought that he would be much improved, now He's had his bits removed.. No such luck!
I have become a gymnastic an acrobat
Darting here and there attempting to remove everything he fancies that remain in his locked jaws, when I am in his arm lock on my shoulders I have to wrench him over my head to be released from his grip. A Springer he is, he springs up on my grand piano, grabs the TV do dahs, and the telephone. Drags his blankets through to the sitting room in the mornings where he sits on his throne most of the day surveying "his domain" that is apart from when he goes on his ramble with his brother and Ruby GaGa Gusty's beautiful Rotty. My smart car looks like a wreck, my lovely suite is all but destroyed, he chewed a big hole in one of my lovely rugs.
I am continually informed by my daughter that "dogs reflect their owners"!! ??