Not wanting to stir a hornet's nest, I remember an article in I think, the Sunday Telegraph. (found it onthe bus, honest....)
It was an interview with a middle aged woman who lived in a flat in central London and had rehomed a Hound "liberated" from a hunt kennels by the ALF or some similar organisation. She was utterly convinced that she had done the right thing by taking the dog from its "slavery" at the Hunt where it was deprived of everything that a dog, in her opinion, needed, namely lots and lots of human affection and a nice warm flat to sleep in.
The dog, however, didn't quite see it that way. Being an Alpha male he found himself suddenly deprived of the very things he lived for, namely the lion's share of half a dead cow every day, as many bitches to cover as he could manage, after some invigorating scraps with young pretenders, and mile after mile of galloping exercise across country with the prospect of the occasional chance to tear Charles James to pieces at the end of it.
He tried to make up for the losses in his new home in Finsbury or wherever, and repaid the middle aged heroine's kindness by trashing the flat and trying to shag her.......
The moral of the story? Dogs are what we make of them. They aren't all pets, but they are all loyal pack animals.
