Pretty much whatever i'm dealing with at the time. I've always been of a mind that your dog(s) find you so you pretty much have to be happy with whatever washes up on your doorstep, however they might manage to come your way.
my longest affair was with dobies and included 5 dogs before I was without an animal for a number of years. All but one was a rescue and for a brief time I had all 5 at once, but I was out in the STICKS so it was all good. The eldest took off after her imaginary mouse about 8 months after the newest member of our little pack arrived. Cuda was goofy as hell, would snap bumble bees and they would sting her in the mouth often enough she would just yelp every time she snapped one. She was one big old giant heart wrapped in black and tan livery and lived out a full 15 years before passing peacefully in her sleep one night. Between snakes and age I lost the other 4 over the next few years and then I was without a dog for a long time. I had opportunities but it was like the dogs could tell I was not ready yet.