Let me just clarify, Nicki didn't have a bone. She doesn't chew them much anymore. Mia had the bone and was happily chewing while Nicki was salavating over cat food on the dresser. Mia noticed the cat food, jumped off the bed, knocked the food off the dresser, and all heck broke loose from there.

Mia breaks out of every room we enclose her in. She broke out of the crate I put her in too.

Millie and Brooke still might be options. I wanted to go to the Humane Society yesterday morning just to look, since it was just a few blocks from the cat show I was going to help out at. My daughter wanted to come along. She fell completely in love with Mia and there's the whole story. I wouldn't have come home with any dogs if I went alone.

And no, this experience won't sour me on pitties. I have had several in my classes and know they are true sweethearts. I think she was just from a bad situation. Truthfully, I think she was a breeder in a bad place. She doesn't ever tell us she has to potty, she just goes. On our walks, its just right in the middle of the street. No indication whatsoever. She IS the sweetest dog. If I didn't have cats or Nicki I would have no problem with her. The potty training would simply take time and she'd be 100% perfect.