If you haven't, you should read "Marley and Me".
The poor dog's breeder TRIED to talk this first-time dog-owning couple out of an extremely energetic field dog . . . to no avail. And then they didn't give him anything to do . . . so he FOUND stuff to do, and drove them nuts.
I have Marley's twin sister. The story begins the same way -- I went to buy a couch-potato house dog and wound up with a high-energy field dog who chose US. The difference is that we went to Plan "B" and put her into training at 12 weeks, and found her lots of energy-burning activities to do.
She is now five, a model citizen, multi-titled in Agility and in Hunting Retriever. I can take her anywhere. But I didn't just wring my hands and watch her destroy stuff.