That was definitely a concern with the first one. I half thought Mrs Inor would fall in love with it. In a way, she kind of did. She would go out and play with it and such. It would come to her when she called, etc. But when the time came to make him into steaks, she also had no problem at all. Part of it, I think, was they are so big (even when small) and they are never totally trustworthy. So it never became like a dog.