She runs like a deer, sheds like a porcupine and growls like a bear. No, I am not talking about my mother in law, (though I could of even fooled myself). I am talking about my dear, 7 year old Dalmatian named Sadie. For being the third dumbest breed in the canine species, or the equivalent of Sam from I am Sam, my little special bundle of fur has a personality that will make even the most sophisticated minds laugh. If she wants to be snuggled or relax in your lap, she will walk up to you and just put her forehead on whatever body part she can get a hold of. When she runs, she literally will throw up her front paws and kick out her back ones when the front touch, prancing majestically into the wild blow yonder. She also wants nothing to do with toys. She just is not interested in them. If you throw out a ball for her to fetch, she will run over to the ball, pretend to pick it up with her mouth, and then she will pretend that she brought it back to you. She will "play" fetch, she just forgets the fundamentals of the game; the actual fetching portion. It is even funnier when she does not want to play anymore, because she will proceed to bury the item that you want her to retrieve, and still pretend to bring it back to you.
If you can look past the shedding and the constant need for attention, Dalmatians are severely loyal and loving. They love to be around their owners, and are just not themselves when they are not. They will try to protect you when they can, but can be cowardly around loud noises. If you have an acre or two of land, and enjoy running, the Dalmatian can be one of the most interesting animals you will ever own.
|My Little Sadie Girl in Action|