She was close to a C-note there, if not at it. She was dumped in the neighborhood and one of my boys convinced me to take her on. She started off a terribly misbehaved, but sweet dog. So my answer was to take her (and consequently all other dogs in the neighborhood who felt like going along) for long walks on the fire access roads in the hills where I lived. Five miles for me, but I'm sure all the dogs did at least 2-3x that. It's how I really got to know her and learned that she wasn't like the other dogs who'd maul a small animal, but not kill it. She'd always kill them, but never maul. She was about the best dog I ever had, I'd say.
If you're in SoCal, it's the area near the Buddhist temple and monastery right by the Heights.