It must be time to talk about the Dalmatians. The real ones, I mean, not the smocked ones! They are a large part of our lives (but please don't make them a part of yours until you really and truly know all there is to know about them--they aren't for everyone despite how cute the movies make them look.). We've had a Dalmatian(s) for a whole lotta years. Our first one was a true classic and exhibited all the traits of the breed--major extrovert, clown, good with kids, dedicated to the whole family, and just generally a real gem. She took her "job" seriously and let any and everyone know that she was there (a good thing when you're home alone!). In case you missed what I mean, she barked and meant it! Or everyone thought she meant something by it because she could look fierce but wasn't. She loved everyone (except one person and I don't think he has turned out well. She was a good judge of character!).
And in case you wondered why I named the blog as I did, you can probably figure it out now...plus they are ALWAYS under my feet when I sew! Here's a spot!