Your post sounds familiar....
The little bitch in my avatar was for the first 2 years of her life...A nightmare
Many many times I said that day was her last with me, after she wrecked washing lines, stole clothes, killed neighbours cats and ate her way through hundreds of pounds worth of wood in fences, picnic tables and my missus precious garden type stuff
Early ferreting was a nightmare, and we usually made it to ten o'clock before she went over a hill somewhere and got home before me
But I could never bring myself to part with her...And I am glad I didnt, because when s