I'm with ol' QuickSilver myself. We have three dogs. One of them looks like a pot belly pig (once he got neutered, it was all down hill from there) named Pepper (he's got some attitude when he needs it, despite his small size and shapely figure), a mutt that looks somewhat like a miniature dingo crossed with a fox or something named Dakota (very spunky dog, gotta love him, but he sheds like no tomorrow), and an old Schnauzer named Anabelle. She's still got some fire left in her, but it won't be too long before we put her down to avoid her suffering any.
They are our little choir anytime someone rings the doorbell. Impossible to get them all to shut up, and since they can all find underneath and between your legs, it's even harder to herd them away from the door in order to answer it [B)].
Watch it, though. Two of these dogs have proven their worth on more than one of us who came home late and tried to go up the stairs a little *too* quietly with the lights off. [xx(] [
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