My mom had a Manchester terrier (looks like a min pin) named Missy. If that sounds like a spoiled dog - she was. When she was about 6 months old my folks left her home while they went to the grocery store. When they came home they found she had shredded a full box of kleenex and the newspaper which was left on a hassock (the paper was for a major city so it was not small). They should have taken a picture because every time the talked about it they laughed. Missy confined the mess to one room, so the litter was rather deep. Missy could do no wrong.