My mom used to clean houses, and one of her regulars had an Irish setter, Hunter. Hunter wasn't there very often, she was always out hunting with the owner -- but when she was there, my mom said she was an absolute crazy hyper thing. Just had no impulse control. She was easy for me to groom when she got older -- she was calm in the tub and stood well on the table. She was a senior at that point, however. She passed away late last year -- had a seizure in the orchard and the coyotes dragged her away.
