Katie was born at a BYBs on November 28, 1995, and was adopted from same BYB on February 28, 1996. She was living in Metairie, Louisiana with her mom and two brothers. When my (now ex-) boyfriend Alan and I went to look at her, she was in a pen with her two brothers. She was so cute!! We fell right into it and adopted her on the spot (after I was attacked by a monkey-helluva sales tactic!). She's been around ever since.
The woman we got Katie from was a strange woman. She had had three dal litters within weeks of each other. Her sister owned the stud and she owned the three bitches. Listen to this one..."I knew one of my girls was in heat, but we didn't think they'd do anything...". 36 dalmatian puppies....talk about irresponsible breeding!! Katie was probably the best thing to come out of one of her litters....she's such a great dog!!!
As long as Alan and I were together, Katie lived with us. When Alan and I broke up, Katie and Trooper came to live with me in my trailer. I am so thankful to have had them both to see me through a dark time in my life. They were always happy to see me, didn't say mean things about me, gave me kisses when I wanted them...in short, they both gave me the unconditional love that I so needed at that time. Katie was an additional joy because of that clowniness that is so prevalent in dalmatians. She would do something really goofy if she sensed mommy wasn't real happy.
Katie was your typical dalmatian puppy, into EVERYthing. On one particularly memorable day, when she was a real little puppy, Alan and I went to work and Katie must have been busy all day. By the time we got home, she had shredded a box of Kleenex, the white pages and the yellow pages for New Orleans, a Mardi Gras guide, and a whole bunch of other magazines. The front room looked like a paper shredder had been overturned.
Nowadays, she has matured quite a bit. Now she only chews on her own toys (with the exception of anything in the trashcan--that's fair game, as we all know) and finds sleeping in "her" chair during the day quite fulfilling enough, thank you very much.
On the weekends, she likes to sleep on the spare bed in mommy's office....she'll sleep there all day if I'm working on the puter. If I get up, she gets up....follows me around, then crashes out on the bed again. Yes, she's spoiled, but I wouldn't have her any other way!!!
Oh, I forgot. She also likes to lay in daddy's chair. Especially while daddy is in it. This is an example of their nightly ritual wherein Katie climbs up on to David's lap and kisses him, smacks him with her paw and he seizes the opportunity to have some rough play with her. I'm not sure who it tires out more, Katie or David.
Regardless, this is how it always turns out. Sometimes with the both of them asleep. Isn't this great?!