First, there were the eight pairs of women's shoes, chewed beyond recognition. And the disappearance of the uncooked dinner steaks, as well as the ripped-up sofa pillows. Then there were the escapes, the 70-pound lab-golden retriever mix either jumping over the fence or digging under it.
Monica Kiy of Carmel Valley had had enough. She admitted that Pancho, a Mexican street dog that her family adopted, enlivened her home. "Everybody loves Pancho," she said. But she just couldn't deal with chasing him down the street in her high-heel shoes, trying not to be late for work.
"He was house-broken, but he broke the house," said Monica.