Foofy has been a most excellent dog. She weighs about 100 lbs, and looks a lot like a Great Dane. When she meets a pure Great Dane in person, it's clear that she is more compact and stocky, but she still has those long legs, and the Great Dane lean, and that habit of putting her back paws against her chin. She is definitely more Great Dane than Boxer, but I think her Boxer side has made her more energetic and playful. She loves to run around like an idiot, either chasing, or being chased, and she loves to chase a sprinkler. She does not like to play fetch, and she doesn't really have any use for dog toys. I've had dogs who loves to play tug rope, or who would play with a squeaky toy until they destroyed it. Foofy has saved a lot of money, I guess, since there is no point in buying her toys. She did enjoy tennis balls when she was younger. Foofy is in no way, shape, or form a water dog. I went swimming in the river one time, with her on shore, and she never got more than about knee deep before saying nope. I've had dogs who loved to swim, and would dunk in any water, but Foofy is not one of those dogs. She will occasionally play with a stick briefly, but she doesn't really like to play fetch, and loses interest very quickly. I had a black lab who would try to walk through the front door with a telephone pole in his mouth, if he could pick the thing up. Not so with Foofy. Really, she is pretty chill, and pretty low maintenance. She does like to run and play, and she likes to go to stores that allow dogs, and just sniff other dogs, and all the places other dogs have been. Mostly, however, she just likes to snuggle, cuddle, and get petties. She loves, loves, loves, loves, loves petties. She could get petties 24/7/365 and it wouldn't be enough petties for my baby princess big old farting puppy. She is a rescue who was in a bad situation as a pup, and she has always been skittish. She isn't aggressive, and neither do people terrify her, but they do make her uncomfortable. Everywhere we go, people want to pet her. She tolerates this, as long as Daddy pets her at the same time, and as long as there aren't too many people at once. One time, on a hike, an entire troop of sweet little girls wanted to pet the beautiful princess puppy, and I had to turn them away, because all of those strange girls at the same time were just too overwhelming for her. I have had many, many dogs over the last 40 years. All of them were loved, and many of them were unique, and memorable. However, I am on this site now, trying to figure out if getting another Boxane is an option. Foofy is old. Large breeds like this don't get much older than 10. In order to avoid getting buried in the same hole she does when that dreaded day comes, I need to start getting a plan together now. I don't know how I could function without this dog in my life. My wife left me. My daughter hates me. I haven't had a date in years. My life is joyless and miserable, except for this big, brindled bundle of fur who greets me when I come home, and follows me everywhere she can. She got too old to jump into the back of a pickup truck, so I bought a Jeep. I bought a four-door, with the back seat just for her. After I lifted it, it was too tall, so everywhere I go, I carry a flight of dog stairs just for her. She is my beloved.