^^yea. i think the breeding was a bit off in him tbh. he was a cross between a springer spaniel and a retriever. He was always petted, fed well and we spent most of the time playing with him because he used to retrieve everything. Thats why i liked him so much. We play this sport here called hurling which involves hitting a small ball, similar in size to a baseball, with a stick called a hurley. The ball would go everywhere when we were out playing it. It would go into long grass, bushes etc, but he could always find it and bring it back. If it was on top of a hedge he would climb up and get it. He was a great dog up to a certain point when he just seemed to go crazy.