My son has a Boston and I get custody on the weekends. I love that dog more than I have ever loved a dog in my life. This one, as a pup, had severe seperation anxiety. Unfortunately, my son was at work for long hours. The pup ate 9 holes in the sheetrock, ate one chair and half a sofa. Looking back, he was definately a dog that would have benefited from kennel training. When I started to get him on the weekends, I started to work with him. He learned to ring a bell when he needed to go outside. But, he was smart enough to know that if he was not getting enough attention, he could ring that bell and go play outside with me. He is the smartest dog I have ever been around. I had 2 poodles years ago. He understands exactly what is being said to him. We have to spell dogpark and treats. He will go play our piano when he thinks its time for a treat. If we ignore him, he will play and sing. I do dicipline him when he does not listen. I put him in a corner for time out. He will not leave that corner until I say so. It is the most pitiful sight to see him all dejected in that corner. But it does the trick. I love my Brewster.