Labrador Retriever Great Dane
|height: 28" /71.12
weight: 85 lbs / 38.56
||black, chocolate brown,
||tall, slender, and athletic–looking,
with medium-large sized skull. deep chest, Dane–like
jowls, but smaller.
Great Dane, 50% Labrador Retriever
||thick, oily, shortish
outgoing, gentle, protective, humorous. she’s always
listening to things, she’s very intelligent, not aggressive
but she is dominant over most dogs, except males larger than
her. she’s somewhat wary of strangers, but would never
bite anyone! she’s active, loves attention, and always
tries to kill her treats with her nails.
|she needs to be exercised
regularly, but not excessively. we must wait at least 1 hour
before and after eating to play, to prevent bloat. she also
has bladder incontinence
||broken canine tooth (from
car accident), two front teeth missing
|birthday (if known):
ball, long walks, running around with the neighborly dogs!
||Pedigree Breath Busters,
cheese, left-over roast beef, rawhide
|good with kids?
||yes, when I'm not present
|was this dog rescued?
||yes, from the Humane Society,
she was very sick at the time. although she is wary and somewhat
timid of sudden loud noises and bicycles, she is the best
dog I've ever had! she makes us laugh all the time, she's
cuddly, and cute, and everything we could have ever dreamed
of! she is very smart, VERY protective of her family, and
even the people that she is with who are not her family she
is protective of. when I'm sad she knows when to and when
not to nudge me, and maybe when to lick my tears off a little
bit. when we’re speed-walking up hills, she slows down
to my pace when I'm tired; she never gets tired!! the last
couple of years we used to let her have a vacation at my
Grandparent’s acreage/farm, and she made herself right
at home there, and treated my Grandparents like they were
her LIFE. she was an excellent protector, then too. she would
always chase away the bears and the deer and all the animals
that would come up to the house. when my Grandpa would be
out walking to the tractors to pull the truck out of the
mud, my Grandma would be out watering her gardens. Keilah,
being the agile super-woman she is (and probably thinks she
is), would gallop from Grandpa, to Grandma, back and forth.
running through the forest and over the bridge on the creek
and across the farmland, over the huge puddles of mud, jumping
over the long rows of wheat and barley. when we come back
to get her around September, she’d be as fit as first
place Ms. Olympia. she is wonderful. any dog - mixed, pure,
rescued, purchased from a breeder, big, small.. they are
all amazing friends to have. go get one, maybe a Labradane.