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Hazel stands about (these are kinda rough) 26" at the shoulder. Her neck is 19 1/2" and her waist 22". She doesn't have a speck of extra fat on her. She's about the size of a large Catahoula male (according to the interwebs) and a good 10-15lbs heavier than the breed standard.
Her eyes are solid brown...not a speck of blue!
My main reason for considering a third dog is because Duke doesn't really fit into Hazel's lifestyle. They get along and play regular games (like tug-o-war, chase occasionally) fine, but Duke doesn't like water all that much, can't clear a fence, doesn't understand hunting, and prefers being a couch potato. He's a really adorable pooch and I love him dearly, but rather then taking up Hazel's offer to play, he gets irritable and wants to go back inside. It always seems like she wants a dog that she can REALLY play with, since I'm human and have my limitations when it comes to, say, bounding across the neighbors field (it's a blast watching her, when the grass is high she literally BOUNDS across the field).
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Excellent dogs, I know a lady with around 7 of 'em. I can never keep them straight, I know Bear, Choca, and Barny (there stud dog, all the girls are spayed now). The rest...oi! They're just too chunky for my taste. I like the leaner build with big muscles (like Cats)
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It would have been exploding, BUT, she's not to that point in her training yet (I am specifically working her as a hunter). Once she has better control over her instincts (when I say "No" she no's), will move up to fast killing once the animal is caught. She tries...but she needs further education.
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I wish our last Dane was like that. She was a really POOR bred pup (my mom insisted on a Dane-didn't care were it came from). Complete nut case, she would snap randomly at KIDS, attack other dogs, etc. Utterly untrainable, couldn't bond with her. Ran away and wouldn't come back when called. She went to a she's-the-only-dog home. I HATED that dog and my mother dumped her with me because she for a lab that she liked more instead. Wanted to take Lani (the Dane) to the pound and I refused. Better to keep her for a few more weeks and find her a home then take her to the pound and complete fry her brain.
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I had a SMALL Dane that I could hardly control on a harness PLUS a spiked walking collar. It was trying to safely walk a psychotic bull past a pasture full of cows in heat. But, the dog had to be walked, so walk we did. I don't even want to imagine trying to control one on those teeny tiny show collars and leashes. I usually had to straddle my girl and get a big fist of scruff when another dog or someone passed.
But, also like you said. I've met some that we're such big lovable oafs they wouldn't swat a horsefly if it landed on their eyeball.
Hip issues seem really common (along with 'I Am A Psychopath' syndrome apparently). I had the HARDEST time keeping weight on ours. She always had that ribby look to her like she was underfed. I shoveled as much food as I could into her, plus eggs and a dash of oil. Bad bad breeding. Her parents we're really small and as a pup she was just weird.
I like my Hazel, she just thrives
I processed a deer last night and sorted the scrap pieces out. One bowl for the dogs, one bowl for sausage making. Her and Duke sat next to me for three odd hours with big gobs of drool hanging out of their mouths and giant "OH PLEEEEAAAASSSEEEE" eyes. They got plenty of fresh scrap bits and then spent the rest of the night gnawing on the upper leg bones and vacuuming out the marrow. I still gotta go through the scrap meat and divide it up into packages to freeze.
