Acquired: Breeder (hobby breeder)
Training: Previous owner
Posted February 5, 2014
When my parents first brought home our new dalmatian, they decided to name him Reagan after the former President. We loved him from the second he walked through the door. As kids, the idea of owning a dalmatian was so cool. I can't tell you how many times we watched 101 Dalmatians with Reagan, wondering if he'd get confused and bark at the screen.
He was incredibly friendly and never acted violently. We felt like he was a member of the family, and so did he. Unfortunately, that led to a few incidents where he overestimated his independence. There were a couple of times when Reagan jumped up and grabbed food off of the counter (from his haunces, not actually up on the table). He also barked like a wild banshee. My family lost so much sleep at night at first that we thought about taking him back. Fortunately, we got used to it and he eventually started to quiet down. Sometimes when we let him outside to go to the bathroom, he would start running like a greyhound at a dog track. He'd jump through the holes in the fence and run right on down the street. This made for some awkward late night sprints through the neighborhood in bare feet and underwear.
From my experience, a dalmatian will become your best friend. Unfortunately, they'll also cause you a little headache along the way. In my opinion, it's completely worth it.