Size
(when grown) Large 61-100 lbs (28-45 kg)
Details
Good with kids,
Good with dogs,
House-trained,
Spayed or Neutered,
Shots are up-to-date,
Story
My life hasn't always been the easiest......
You see, I was born to a family that has a lot of other dogs (think around 20 or so) and we were all allowed to do out own thing. Which wasn't bad when I was a young and playful pup still new to the world, but as I got older some dogs decided they wanted to be bullies and sadly I was one of the dogs they had set their eyes on. I wasn't fond of that life anymore. I wanted something more. The thing is...I had no idea what "more" was. This was the only life I had ever known. I knew I could not stay there anymore though, and ended up wandering off. I have to admit, I didn't get too far before I started feeling defeated. I had no home, no family, and no shelter. I was truly on my own. I ended up hanging around in a certain area for days. So long that a kind family who saw me thought I had been dumped. Turns out, I did have a family nearby but they didn't want me back...I could have told them that but I guess it was worth a try. That is when they ended up working out a plan to earn my trust and as soon as they caught me, they reached out for help. PPFT ended up answering their call thanks to an amazing foster family stepping up for me. And before I knew it, I was on my way to something "more".
They estimate me to be around 3 years old, time has passed rather quickly for me so I guess that sounds about right. I am around 72lbs so am a bigger girl, but I wouldn't say I am too big...compared to some of those Pyrabears. I am more like a mini Pyrabear...wouldn't you agree? I have to say life’s been one big plot twist after another for me! I’m pretty sure I had a name with my former family, but they must have had a serious case of forgetfulness because they never used it. Then came my foster mom, who dubbed me Harmony, and oh, the joy of having a name that actually gets spoken! It’s like winning the doggy lottery. But wait—there’s more! When I arrived at my foster home, I was not left out in the cold (literally). Instead, they opened the doors to the Great Indoors, and let me tell you, it was weird at first. Walls? Furniture? A roof? I didn’t know what to do with myself! But now? I’m all about that inside life.
Potty in the house? Not on my watch! I’ve got standards, people. My foster family lets me outside frequently, and I appreciate the reminders because this indoor living gig is still new to me. They also introduced me to this thing called a kennel, but let’s be real—it’s not my vibe. I mean, would you want to be cooped up after living life as a free spirit? I tried whining my case, but when that didn’t work, I begrudgingly settled down. Luckily, my foster folks saw my good manners and said, “You know what? Free roam it is!” Now, let’s talk about the real villain in my story: the TV. Imagine this—you walk into a room, and suddenly, there are people talking, strange sounds blaring, and you can’t see a soul. Witchcraft, I tell you! For now, I’m steering clear of the couch because that’s where the TV monster lives. Maybe someday I’ll figure out its secrets, but for now, I’ll stick to safer territories. On the bright side, I’ve discovered the pure magic that is toys. Whoever invented these deserves a medal. The other Pyrs in the house give me the side-eye for playing fetch—they say it’s “beneath us.” But you know what? If chasing after a thrown toy and bringing it back makes me happy, I’ll just let them judge. More fun for me, less effort for them. Win-win. Now, about my ideal home: apartments (aka “fun-size houses”) aren’t my thing. I need a proper yard where I can sunbathe, patrol for intruders (both real and imaginary), and occasionally nap on the deck. Oh, and one thing you should know about me—I’m quite the vocalist. From suspicious squirrels to the injustice of a falling leaf, I’ll make sure you’re always in the loop. Neighbors who don’t appreciate my protective serenades? Pfft, they clearly don’t recognize raw talent when they hear it. My vocal performances are chef’s kiss, but let’s just say I might not win "Neighbor of the Year" if your street prefers peace and quiet over my soulful ballads. If your neighbors have a low tolerance for my guardian nature (a.k.a. protecting you from sneaky squirrels, delivery drivers, and the occasional suspicious leaf), you might want to think twice before rolling out the welcome mat for me And let’s talk about glipyr. Oh, you’re not familiar? Allow me to educate you. Glipyr is my artistic contribution to your household—a fine sprinkling of fur that will decorate your floors, your furniture, your clothes, and, occasionally, your snacks. I call it personalized fluffy seasoning. If you're not ready to embrace the joys of vacuuming on a near-daily basis, I might not be your match. But hey, welcome to Owning a Fluffy Dog 101: where the love is endless, and the fur is, too!
So, let’s get this out of the way—my old digs? Not exactly a five-star resort. Imagine living with 20 dogs and no adult supervision. It was like a canine version of a bad reality show: “Who’s the Boss?” (Spoiler: it wasn’t me.) Some of the bigger personalities didn’t exactly roll out the welcome mat, which is how I found myself packing my kibble and heading for greener pastures. When I first got to my foster home, I saw there were more dogs, and let’s just say I was not thrilled. I was on high alert, ready to guard my dinner and my dignity. But then I noticed something shocking—they weren’t trying to steal my food or stage a hostile takeover. They were... nice? Who knew that was even an option? I’m still warming up to the whole “dog friendship” thing, and while I’m okay with calm, chill types, the overenthusiastic ones who bounce around and want to play in my face? Yeah, no thanks. I’m more of a “you do your thing, I’ll do mine” kind of gal, at least at first. I've officially graduated from "defensive mode" to "social butterfly" with my foster's other dogs. You could say we're like a puppy band now—playing in harmony! But, just a heads up: while I've made some great strides, I'm still working on my "let's be friends!" playlist with new dogs, so my new family will need to keep their cool and be okay with taking things slow. You know, just in case I need to hit the pause button and regress a little with all the new changes. It’s all part of my "learning to love the pack" journey, and I promise I’ll get there with a little patience As for those mysterious creatures called "purrinators" (cats to you humans), I’ve only had a brief encounter with one, and it went something like this: they existed, I existed, and neither of us cared. So, I’m pretty sure we’d get along just fine. Little humans? There aren’t any in my foster home, but I’m a gentle, sweet soul who loves attention, so I think we’d be cool—if they can promise to skip the stampeding and climbing. I’m all about soft pets and whispers of how pretty I am, not a rodeo, thank you very much. Now, let’s talk about the holidays. My foster family threw a little shindig, and guess who turned out to be the surprise star of the show? That’s right, yours truly. I was on my absolute best behavior—making friends, soaking up pets, and dazzling everyone with my charm. Turns out, I’m quite the social butterfly when it comes to humans.
Let me paint you a picture: Imagine stepping into a world full of strange, giant things—like leashes (seriously, who invented that?), big metal beasts with wheels, and places that aren’t your cozy home. That’s my life right now. If you were to suddenly experience the outside world as an adult for the first time, you’d be just as wide-eyed and curious as I am. It's all new to me, but don't worry, I’m taking it one step at a time (literally). Now, I’m not exactly a “go, go, go” kind of gal. I mean, I could be if I wanted to, but why rush when I can take my time soaking in the sights, sounds, and smells of this brand new world? The whole “Stop and smell the roses” thing? Yeah, that’s my vibe. If we’re out on a walk, don’t expect to be breaking any speed records. In fact, I’ll probably be stopping every two seconds to sniff things—so we’ll get really acquainted with the neighborhood. And hey, don’t say I didn’t warn you, because I’m quite the looker. I have this gorgeous mask and some seriously adorable freckles that will have people stopping you to gush over me. You might even end up being known as “Harmony’s parents,” instead of being called by your respective names and honestly? I think that has a nice ring to it. Think of it as an honor. You’re welcome. 😉
I’ve learned a lot from my foster family, and I know there’s still more to figure out, even after I’ve officially found my forever home. So, I’m on the lookout for a family that’s patient, kind, and willing to help me keep growing into the best dog I can be. The thing I want most in this world now is a forever home. I don't want to be your until dog. I don't want to be someone that is with you for a little bit and then when a new job or baby comes along, you send me packing. I want to be your forever and I hope you want me to be yours too. I hope you will consider adopting me and apply to welcome me to your family at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app
Once we have your application, the fantastic humans at PPFT will get to work processing it, making sure my foster family gives their stamp of approval (because, let’s face it, they know me better than anyone). They’ll also send over some fun facts about me that you might not have learned yet. Trust me, there’s always more to know Now, I’m not against a road trip, even if you live out of state. However, I do have one little request: you’ve got to come pick me up yourself. Why, you ask? Well, if I’m going to embark on this grand adventure, I’d rather already be with my forever family, so we can start bonding right away. And really, what better bonding experience is there than being stuck in a car together for hours, navigating traffic, and sharing snacks? It’s basically the ultimate puppy/parent team-building activity.
So, what do you say? Let’s make this forever thing happen! 🐾💖
Harmony
