Oh, dogs are helpers, too...mine is a 110 pound yellow lab, 3 years old. Several years ago she found the end of a strip of binding I had folded and was ready to start sewing on a quilt. I went downstairs for a few minutes and here she comes, just as proud of herself as can be, with the end of the binding. She had it streaming down the hall, down the stairs, through the dining room and into the kitchen. I very carefully took it from her, fearing she'd start running in circles and have both of us twisted up in it. She has matured now, and usually just lays by my side in the sewing room.