found a picture one of the dalmatians i grew up! this was Angel(i didnt name her..) and she was found on the side of the highway very emaciated by my dad's friend. when she put on weight, he gave her to us because we already had a dalmatian named Sasha.
sweetest dog i ever had. loved everyone, never growled and anytime she barked it was friendly. she was def not anything like the stereotype of dalmatian behavior. she was afraid of men at first and still always flinched if you raised your hand but she was still really patient with me and my siblings as insane kids, and was a great dog for my autistic little brother.
of course she had just about every single problem a dalmatian could possibly have but even when she couldnt walk, she was still very happy to see you and wanted to play. she was probs either 13 or so when we put her down.