I used to have a pit-sharpei mix. When he was a puppy, he ate everything. He ate my phone wiring, cable tv, drip system, sprinklers, the stucco on my house, you name it! All my pets have always slept in my house. I got Roxy (husky) like the day after Rosco (pit-sharpei) passed away. We all missed him so bad we had to fill the gap asap. Anyways, Roxy was 1 year old, so I just assumed she'd behave in the house. She was good for hours, so when bed time came, I put their beds in the computer room and went to sleep. The next morning I woke up, and every book was off the bookshelf and chewed up, the file cabinet drawers were open and all the papers were chewed, my husband's cd's were chewed, the desk was chewed, her bed was now just a gigantic pile of fluff. I couldn't help but love her though, because she didn't have the slightest clue she'd done anything wrong. She'd came from a sleddog rescue and was kenneled all of her life. She digs to China too, she actually dug a burrow under my concrete porch.