Blame the breed, not the owner: the truth about American Bully XLs

My dog is great with children, I will give her that. The family pet and I don’t really get on, and since I last wrote on the subject of ‘Twiggy’ I’m afraid there has been no great budding human–canine love story; I won’t be played by Owen Wilson in the biopic of her life any time soon. She is warm and affectionate around people but has a relentless desire to hunt – rats, pigeons, squirrels and mice have all on occasion fallen prey, much to the distress of some members of the public.

This ends up causing great inconvenience because Twiggy regularly gets trapped or lost while out hunting, and we have to waste hours looking for her. On one occasion in Epping Forest we spent ages digging her out of a massive hole she’d got herself stuck in, nobly assisted by a passing Weimaraner which had instinctively come to help a fellow dog in distress.