Great Pyrenees puppies and dogs in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma

Baby (formerly Hall) was adopted at nearly 4 months old. Much loved and cared for over the last 3 years, his size and adopters health issues have brought him back to us. He is now in boarding and is terrified. Everything is new and loud. There are strangers everywhere. Once away from the chaos, he is sweet and affectionate. He wants love and comfort. He breaks my heart because he only wanted me to touch him. Reassure him. He needs a foster or adopter. Baby Hall is good with kids and dogs, crate trained, housebroken, seems good on a leash. Legacy of Hope provides everything you need to foster. Message us for a foster or adoption application.

Our adoption fees have dropped until March 1, 2025 in honor of puppy love, and we're practically bursting with excitement to introduce you to your new best friend! 💕 🐾 Adults – Now only $225 (was $250)! They’ve got the wisdom, the snuggles, and the "already potty trained" bonus. Introducing Han Solo, the fluffiest space cadet this side of the galaxy! At 6 months old and 58 pounds of pure fluff, this Great Pyrenees is ready to make the jump to light speed—right into your heart. With a coat as white as Hoth snow and a personality that’s out of this world, Han Solo is the ultimate co-pilot for all your adventures, whether you’re exploring the backyard or cruising through the neighborhood. Han came to us after a brief stint at the shelter where, for reasons that boggle the mind, he went unclaimed. Their loss is definitely your gain because this boy is ready to bring his mix of charm, fluff, and a little bit of swagger into your life. Han Solo has a special talent for making your home feel like the Millennium Falcon. He’s got a knack for finding the coziest spots in the house—whether it’s at your feet while you’re working or right in the middle of your kitchen floor (because who doesn’t need a fluffy speed bump while cooking?). And don’t worry about the Dark Side—Han’s as good as they come, with no resource guarding in sight. He’ll gladly share his toys, his space on the couch, and even his favorite spot by the fountain, which he’s transformed into his personal splash zone. When it comes to car rides, Han Solo is the epitome of chill. He hops right in, ready for the next adventure, and spends the journey either taking in the sights or lying down like the seasoned traveler he is. Public outings? Han’s got potential. He’s still figuring out the whole “don’t jump on people” thing, but with a little training, he’ll be the most charming sidekick at any café or pet store. Han Solo’s leash manners are as smooth as his coat—he doesn’t pull or try to trip you up, which makes him the perfect walking buddy. And while he’s still working on his potty training and learning that shoes are not chew toys, he’s making great strides. He’s already mastered the art of sleeping in his crate and happily goes in for treats, so you know he’s a quick learner. But there’s one other thing Han’s new family should be prepared for: this Jedi-in-training can be a bit mouthy. Whether it’s a playful nibble or a reminder that you’re late for playtime, Han Solo likes to communicate with his mouth. So, if you’re ready to channel your inner Yoda and work with him on this little quirk, you’ll be rewarded with a loyal companion who’s eager to please—once he’s done trying to nibble on your fingers to get your attention that is ;) . Now, about his guardian duties—Han Solo takes them seriously. He’s a Level 3 Guardian Barker, which means he’ll patrol your yard with the dedication of a Jedi Knight, letting you know if a squirrel dares to enter his territory. But don’t worry, he’s not one to bark without reason; he’s just making sure your home is safe from any intergalactic threats. And as a true Great Pyrenees, he’s got a few quirks you’ll want to prepare for. First, understand that Han Solo hears what you say—he just doesn’t care. He’ll acknowledge your recall request with a regal ear twitch, but don’t expect eye contact or immediate compliance. He’s got 3,000 years of independent thinking in his DNA, so getting him to sit might feel like negotiating with Jabba the Hutt. Let’s talk about shedding—if you’re the type to ask if he sheds, just know you’re not adopting Han Solo; you’re adopting a fluffy snowstorm that will cover your floors, your furniture, and quite possibly, your entire wardrobe. Embrace the fur, or prepare to be outsmarted by a dog who truly believes he’s the ruler of his own galaxy. Han Solo is a social butterfly with other dogs, especially puppies, and while he’s not had much experience with kids or cats, his happy-go-lucky nature suggests he could adapt with the right guidance. He’s a mix of playful and calm, enjoying a good game of fetch as much as he loves a quiet moment by your side. He’s also got a thing for water, whether it’s splashing in a fountain or joining you in the shower—yes, you read that right, he’s a water-loving Pyr! This fluffy rebel is still figuring out his place in the universe, but one thing’s for sure—he’s ready to bring a whole lot of love, laughter, and a bit of light-speed energy to a home that’s ready to embrace his big personality and even bigger heart. So, if you’re looking for a loyal co-pilot who’s equal parts playful and cuddly, Han Solo might just be the one to lead your family to a galaxy of fun and adventure. 📍 Pickup Location: Tulsa, OK 📝 Adoption App: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app

Do you like really fluffy dogs? Like the kind of fluff you can lose your car keys in, mistake for a yeti, or use as an emergency pillow in case of sudden naptime? Well, then you are going to worship this boy. He is royalty, he is majestic, he is basically a walking cloud with opinions, and he has graciously decided that he is ready to go home with you—if you prove yourself worthy, of course. King Arthur is a 12-week-old Great Pyrenees mix, and yes, you read that right—King Arthur. Not just any commoner, but true canine royalty. He’s already mastered the art of regal lounging, dramatic sighs, and gazing upon his subjects (you) with benevolent judgment. He gets along well with other dogs and kids, likely tolerating them as his loyal subjects, provided they don’t challenge his reign. As for cats? He hasn’t officially met any yet, but given his royal status, we assume he’d bestow upon them the legendary side-eye of disapproval before strutting away, fully aware that he alone rules this kingdom. Bow before your new fluffy overlord—he might allow you to adopt him. King Arthur, in all his royal glory, is a young nobleman with medium energy—meaning he enjoys a good adventure but also demands his fair share of lounging like the pampered aristocrat he is. He would absolutely partake in grand expeditions (or what peasants call “hiking”), provided his loyal subject—you—carry the royal snacks and provide adequate adoration along the way. When meeting new people, King Author takes a dignified approach: reserved, watchful, silently judging. He’s not one to throw himself at just anyone—you must earn his trust, peasant. But once you’re deemed worthy, he’s all in. Toys? Of course, he plays with toys. What kind of ruler doesn’t enjoy a bit of royal entertainment? Whether it’s plushy subjects for him to conquer or chew toys to assert dominance over, he takes his playtime very seriously. Now, let’s talk about what you—the lucky new subject of King Author’s kingdom—will need to do to keep His Royal Floofness happy. Because adopting a puppy isn’t just about basking in his cuteness (though, trust me, you’ll be doing a lot of that). No, no—this majestic little ruler comes with a royal to-do list: Socialization: King Author may be noble, but he wasn’t exactly born into high society. He’ll need to be introduced to new people, places, and experiences so he doesn’t grow up thinking the world is a scary place. Training: Ah, training—a concept King Author will pretend doesn’t apply to him. Commands? Rules? Expectations? How quaint. But despite his belief that he should be the one giving the orders, he will need consistent training to become the best ruler he can be. So, arm yourself with treats, patience, and the ability to outwit a very fluffy, very dramatic toddler in a fur coat. Potty Training: Look, he’s a baby. And like all babies, he has zero concept of where it is and isn’t appropriate to… ahem… conduct royal business. Your floors will be a canvas for his learning process, and your patience will be tested. Accidents will happen, and if you think glaring at him will make him feel bad, prepare to be met with a look that says, “Peasant, clean it up.” Leash Training: Right now, King Author sees a leash as an offensive restriction to his freedom. You, however, see it as a way to keep him from running off like a fluffy escape artist. So, yes, leash training is mandatory. There will be flopping. There will be stubborn sitting. There will be drama. But with consistency, he’ll eventually learn that walkies are an important part of his royal duties. Puppy Proofing & Chewing: If it’s on the floor, it’s his. If it’s not on the floor, he will find a way to make it his. Shoes, remote controls, furniture legs, your sanity—all fair game in the eyes of a teething puppy. Your best bet? Remove temptation, provide appropriate chew toys, and accept that at some point, you’re going to lose something valuable to his tiny, fluffy wrath. King Arthur is, quite frankly, amazing—but he already knew that. He thrives in the company of his fellow canine subjects, playing like the social butterfly (or should we say social lion?) that he is. He’s the rare kind of pup who actually respects boundaries—which, if you’ve ever met a puppy, you know is a miracle on par with finding a matching sock in the dryer. Now, when it comes to humans, he’s still considering them. Are they worthy of his trust? Are they here to serve him snacks? He’s still figuring that part out. However, small humans (kids) seem to have won him over effortlessly—probably because they understand the value of fun, zoomies, and an excessive amount of enthusiasm. And here’s the best part: he actually listens. He knows his name and, believe it or not, when you tell him to go to his kennel, he does it—without turning it into a dramatic, Oscar-worthy performance of The Tragic Capture of the Royal Floof. That alone makes him a rare gem in the puppy world. King Author is ready to expand his kingdom, but first, you must prove yourself worthy. Fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it to his foster family for approval. And remember, His Royal Fluffiness will not be arriving on a golden carriage—you will have to come pick him up in Kiefer, OK. No private jets, no royal escorts—just you, your car, and the chance to serve a lifetime as this majestic pup’s loyal subject. 🏰🐾

Our adoption fees have dropped until March 1, 2025 in honor of puppy love, and we're practically bursting with excitement to introduce you to your new best friend! 💕 🐾 Puppies – Now just $250 (was $300)! They’ll steal your heart faster than you can say "fetch!" There’s no such thing as perfec—uh… well, this is awkward. I was about to drop some deep wisdom about how perfection doesn’t exist, but then she showed up. And now? Now I have to take it all back because this little girl is actual perfection wrapped in fluff. Have you ever seen a more stunning face mask? No, you haven’t. And if you think you have, I’m gonna need photographic evidence, notarized documents, and a panel of judges, because I simply refuse to believe it. This girl? She’s the blueprint for beauty. One look at her and—bam!—speechless. Good luck forming a sentence when those markings are staring into your soul. Meet Sunday, the six-week-old Great Pyrenees mix who is basically the definition of irresistible. She came to us after her mom was tragically hit by a car, and now she’s on the hunt for a family who can handle just how ridiculously adorable she is. Let’s talk credentials. She’s fluffy? Check. Cuddly? Obviously. Drop-dead gorgeous markings? You already know it. A social butterfly who loves everyone she meets? Of course—she’s basically the popular girl of the puppy world. With a playful and loving temperament, she’s the perfect mix of adventure buddy and expert-level napper. Now, about those walks… yeah, so here’s the thing. Sunday has absolutely zero understanding of what a leash is. None. Zilch. As far as she’s concerned, it’s either a chew toy, a wrestling opponent, or some sort of unnecessary human conspiracy. So yes, leash training is in your future. But hey, at least you’ll have the cutest little chaos gremlin pulling you in all the wrong directions! Sunday is basically the life of the party—good with dogs, kids, and most likely those mysterious, all-knowing “purrinators.” However, let’s be clear: if you have a grumpy old senior dog who just wants to nap in peace, Sunday is not the roommate they signed up for. She’s all about playtime, and your resident grandpa dog will probably file a formal complaint within minutes. And as for kids (or the ultra-cautious helicopter parents who hover over them), let’s talk reality. Sunday is a puppy—which means she’s still mastering the whole “gentle play” concept. Spoiler alert: there will be tiny shark teeth involved. There will be accidental scratches. If the mere thought of this makes you clutch your pearls, she might not be your gal. BUT—if you’re looking for a playful, snuggly, adventure-ready pup who will wrestle with your dog, tire out the kids, and then crash on the floor like a floppy little land cloud—congratulations, you just found your new best friend. Sunday may be one of the cutest, must-have puppies ever, but let’s get real—owning this level of adorable chaos comes with responsibilities. You don’t just get the fluff without the work. First off, potty training. Guess what? That’s on you. Not your kids. I know, I know—technically she’s “their” puppy, but let’s be honest… we both know who’s actually going to be standing outside in the cold at 2 AM, begging Sunday to just please pee already. (Spoiler: it’s you.) Then there’s puppy-proofing. That favorite toy your kid left on the floor? Yeah, it now belongs to Sunday. That sock you swore you just had? Gone. If you’re not ready to accept that all things on the floor are fair game, you might want to reconsider. And as for training? Sticking her in a kennel and hoping she magically learns manners isn’t gonna cut it—she needs actual guidance (and possibly a few bribes). Oh, and a fur-free home? Hilarious. That’s not a thing anymore. You’ll be finding white fluff in places you didn’t even know existed. Now, if all of this sounds like an acceptable level of chaos—or at least not enough to make you want to rip your own hair out—congrats! You might just be Sunday’s pyrfect family. So, do you think you have what it takes to handle Sunday’s ridiculous level of cuteness, her puppy shenanigans, and the inevitable takeover of your home by fluff? If so, bless you. Now, here’s the deal—Sunday won’t be ready to grace your home with her perfection until around the end of February when she hits the big 9-week milestone. That gives you just enough time to mentally prepare, puppy-proof your life, and accept that personal space is about to be a distant memory. If you’re ready to sign up for a lifetime of adventures, cuddles, and the occasional “why is she eating that?!” moment, fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app! We’ll send it over to her foster family for review, and if all goes well, you’ll get to pick up your new fluffy overlord in Broken Arrow, OK. Get your application in ASAP—because let’s be real, perfection like this won’t be waiting around forever! 🚀🐶❤️

Look Away Folks....I am warning you....keep scrolling..... Oh, you’re still here? Big mistake. Huge. I warned you, but did you listen? Nope. Now you’re about to fall head over heels for Chico, and there’s no turning back. Seriously, if you don’t want another dog, close this tab immediately. Don’t even glance at his pictures—that gorgeous one of a kind of coat, those big, soulful eyes and that perfect snoot? Yeah, they’ll get you. If you had any plans of resisting, just stop. Once you see his pictures, you’ll be a goner. Then you’ll read about his charming, one-of-a-kind personality, and boom—your application will basically fill itself out. So go ahead, embrace your fate. We’ll be expecting your paperwork any minute now. Welcome to the fluffy butt family—there’s no escape. 😉 Meet Chico—a 67lb masterpiece of canine perfection wrapped in fluffy greatness. Seriously, how did this dog end up in a shelter? Did his former humans suffer a temporary lapse in sanity? Were they kidnapped by aliens who have no appreciation for top-tier doggos? We may never know. But what we do know is that their loss is 1000% your gain. Chico is two years of pure, unfiltered greatness—a one-of-a-kind blend of charm, fluff, and just the right amount of sass. You won’t find another dog quite like him, and honestly, we’d be shocked if you even tried. So, go ahead, pretend you’re “just looking.” We’ll be here, waiting for your inevitable application. 😏 Chico’s social style when it comes to other dogs? Think of that one guy at a party who really wants to fit in but hasn’t quite figured out the social cues yet. He’s out there giving it his best shot—initiating games, barking to get attention (because subtlety is overrated), and fully committing to the art of the chase. He’s playful, but in that endearingly awkward way, like a baby deer learning to walk… or that friend who always laughs a little too late at the joke. He’s getting better, though! If you have another dog who appreciates his enthusiasm (and can tolerate his slightly questionable flirting skills), great. If not, he’s totally fine being the center of your universe. Chico doesn’t seem to have a strong prey drive, so your cat might be safe… but hey, we’re not here to make any legally binding guarantees. He’s calm, cool, and collected, so if your feline overlord is the kind that rules with an iron paw and doesn’t run screaming at the sight of a dog, they could probably reach some sort of peaceful treaty. But if your cat enjoys dramatic reenactments of The Fast and the Furious every time a dog enters the room, well… we take no responsibility for the chaos that may or may not ensue. Chico takes his kid-watching duties very seriously—think of him as a fluffy, four-legged babysitter who works for belly rubs and snack crumbs. He’s been around kids as young as five and, unlike some chaotic canines, he doesn’t believe in the fine art of body-slamming tiny humans for fun. Nope, he’s a calm, collected gentleman. That said, he is a bit of a serial face-licker. So, if your child enjoys surprise slobbery facials, congratulations—you’ve just found their new best friend. If not, well…good luck dodging the love. Chico takes a more refined approach to greetings—none of that chaotic, full-body tackle nonsense. No, no. He’s a gentleman. At first, he’s slightly reserved, as if assessing whether you’re truly worthy of his affection (spoiler: you probably are). Once you’ve passed his highly sophisticated vetting process—AKA making eye contact and giving him a few pets—he might grace you with a slow-motion hug, the canine equivalent of a dramatic movie embrace. He’s got a soft spot for older folks and kids, probably because they appreciate his classy approach to companionship. Chico’s energy level is about a 3 out of 10, which puts him somewhere between a well-fed sloth and a particularly chill panda—slow-moving, enjoys his snacks, and prefers lounging to unnecessary effort. He’s not one to tear through the house like a caffeinated squirrel, but he takes his outdoor lounging very seriously, perfecting the art of grass rolling with the precision of a seasoned Olympic tumbler. If there were a sport for the most dramatic mid-roll plop, Chico would be a gold medalist. Now, don’t get the wrong idea—he’s not lazy. He just has an air of elegance about him. A walk for Chico is more about savoring the moment than achieving any sort of “fitness goals.” He’s that dog who’d happily sit in a lounge chair, paws up, letting the world pass by while you get in your cardio. If your lifestyle includes lounging with a side of minimal effort, you and Chico will get along just fine. The ideal home for Chico? Well, he’s all about those lazy afternoons on the porch or in the backyard, judging squirrels from a safe distance. So, if you’ve got a fenced-in yard, even better—he’ll enjoy his kingdom with a regal, “Don’t bother me, I’m busy judging things” attitude. He’s also a fan of chill hangouts, so if you’re looking to bring him to a coffee shop or brewery, just know he’ll treat it like a casual social event—as long as snacks are involved. He’ll be happy to lounge while you go about your day. But if you’re the type who’s looking for a high-energy dog to keep up with your endless hikes, Chico’s not your guy. He’s more about couch cuddles than conquering mountains. You’re more likely to find him cheering you on from his comfy dog bed as you go through your "active" day. If you think daily strolls are enough exercise for him, then you’re spot on. Any high-octane activity is going to have him giving you the “Are you serious right now?” look. As for his love of car rides—he’s all in. He’ll happily ride shotgun but might attempt to upgrade himself to co-pilot if you get distracted for one second. As for leash walks, he’ll take his sweet time, sniffing everything like he's reading a book, one patch of grass at a time. No rush, he’s got all the time in the world to investigate each scent like it's the most important thing he’ll ever encounter. He’s the perfect dog for anyone who enjoys a low-maintenance companion who will be your sidekick for those relaxing days, but don’t expect him to join you for your 10-mile jog—he’s more likely to be napping on the couch, judging your decision to exercise in the first place. Chico is a potty-trained professional; no accidents here—he’s way too dignified for that kind of nonsense. But when it comes to the whole kennel situation, let’s just say Chico wouldn’t exactly be signing up for the “Crate Life.” He’s not one to sit quietly in a small space when there’s a whole world out there to explore. Based on his undeniable love for outside freedom, it’s safe to assume he’d treat a kennel like a minor inconvenience. He’d probably plot his escape with the kind of focus usually reserved for world domination—all while maintaining the chillest vibe possible. If you’re the type of person who expects a dog to be crated and meticulously structured, Chico’s definitely not the one. He’s not about that life. A home that requires a schedule and crate training? Chico’s going to give you the judgy side-eye like you’ve asked him to wear a tutu. He’s more into embracing his natural vibe—chilled out, relaxed, and free from the shackles of excessive rules. Now, in terms of barking, Chico is more of a casual commentator than a full-blown news anchor. He’ll bark when he has something to say, usually if another dog is around and he feels the need to alert them that “HEY, I’m here, let’s play!” He’s not out there giving constant play-by-plays of his life, like some dogs who think the neighborhood needs a full briefing every 5 minutes. But if something catches his attention, or he’s feeling a little extra, he might announce it to the world. He’s the kind of guy who barks just enough to keep you on your toes, like “Oh, I saw that thing move, you should probably check it out!” But rest assured, he’s not going to be your local news station, barking at every leaf, delivery truck, or ghost that passes by. Chico is a bit of a wandering soul at first. For the first week or so, he’ll be actively seeking his escape—like a doggy Indiana Jones on a mission to find the “great beyond.” If there’s an open door, he’ll be the first to try to make a run for it, convinced there’s something (or someone) out there that he’s missing. It’s almost like he’s thinking, "You’re wonderful and all, but I’ve got people to find!" We are pretty sure his last family caused some heartbreak for him and he is still trying to figure out where they went. Chico is the type to sit quietly by the door. By the second week, he’s started to relax, but still, if you leave a door cracked, he's ready to make his escape again—just in case he missed his chance at a grand adventure. Now, don’t worry, he does eventually settle in and starts to love his new home. But if you’re thinking of adopting him, beware—he might still try to sneak off every now and then, just to check if there’s anything he’s missing out on. It’s not that he doesn’t love his humans, it’s just that he’s got a bit of a "grass is greener" mentality when it comes to freedom. If you’re someone who gets offended by a dog not immediately committing to a lifelong bond, or feels rejected by a brief escape attempt, it’s probably best to look for another furry companion who’s more in the mood for instant connection. But, if you’re up for a little challenge and have the patience to let Chico come to you on his own terms, he’ll reward you with all the love he’s been waiting to give. Just remember, it’s a slow burn, not a firework show! Alright, folks, you’ve made it this far, which means you’re officially smitten (whether you want to admit it or not). Now that you’ve fallen head over heels for Chico, there’s only one thing standing between you and eternal happiness—the adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app. That’s right, it’s not rocket science, but it is required. Once you fill it out, we’ll pass it along to his foster family, and the dreams of picking him up in Broken Arrow, OK, will finally come true. So, go ahead—don’t be shy—make him yours. Chico’s waiting

Have you ever seen a majestic, snow-white lion cub before? You know, the kind that looks like it belongs in a nature documentary narrated by David Attenborough? Well, brace yourself, because we’ve got one… sort of. Meet Dusty—our fluffy, slightly smudged, and absolutely adorable "white lion cub" (who may or may not just be a Great Pyrenees with artistic grey streaks). Don’t believe me? Scroll down and bask in his regal, an majesctic glory. 🦁✨ Okay, so the truth behind this glorious mane isn’t quite as legendary as you’d hope. Dusty didn’t spend his early days ruling the savanna or starring in a nature documentary—nope, he was stuck with humans who clearly didn’t deserve his fabulousness. Somehow, they overlooked the fact that they had a literal gem of a dog and let him end up in a shelter. And before you think, “Oh, maybe they just didn’t know better,” let me stop you right there. The neglect started way before that. Our poor little lion cub came in with some serious hair loss, probably thanks to flea bite dermatitis—which is just a fancy way of saying he was basically an all-you-can-eat buffet for fleas. Disgusting, right? He was itching so much he practically scratched and chewed himself bald. But don’t worry, this tale has a happy ending. Thanks to some amazing people who refused to let him waste away in doggie jail, Dusty was busted out and is now living his best life in our fluffy butt family. He’s about 3 months old, already a whopping 32 pounds, and fully embracing his role as the most majestic Great Pyrenees cub you’ll ever meet. When it comes to other dogs, Dusty is the life of the party, the social butterfly, the pup who walks into a room (or dog park) and immediately acts like he’s known everyone forever. He’s not just mingling; he’s hosting, hyping everyone up, and probably trying to start a conga line. Personal space? Never heard of it. If there’s a dog within a 10-mile radius, Dusty is convinced they’re his new best friend and absolutely must wrestle, zoom, or cuddle immediately. As far as cats go, oh Dusty has thoughts. Mostly along the lines of, “What are these tiny, fast-moving creatures, and why won’t they be my friends?!” He’s not looking to add them to his dinner menu—just his ever-growing list of playmates. If a cat or small critter stands its ground, Dusty will probably tilt his head, reconsider his life choices, and attempt some awkward sniff-based diplomacy. But if they run? Well, game on. He suddenly becomes an Olympic sprinter, fully convinced this is just an elaborate game of tag. So, while he’s not out for blood, he is out for fun—whether the cat agrees or not. When it comes to kids, the really tiny ones are still a bit of a mystery to him—he hasn’t been around those wobbly, snack-covered creatures just yet. But bigger kids? Oh, he’s all in. He’s the ultimate oversized little brother, ready for adventure, zoomies, and whatever fun they can cook up together. If you’ve got older kids who want a fluffy, four-legged sidekick that’s always down for a game, Dusty’s your guy. Just be warned—he fully expects to be included in everything. Movie nights? He’s on the couch. Backyard shenanigans? He’s leading the charge. Secret late-night snack raids? Yeah, he saw that, and he wants in. When it comes to meeting new people, lets just say that he’s not exactly the “OMG NEW BEST FRIEND” type, nor is he launching himself at strangers like an overenthusiastic Walmart greeter. Instead, he’s more of the “Hmm… you seem interesting, but let’s not get crazy” kind of guy. He’ll accept your pets with quiet dignity, but don’t expect immediate fireworks—he needs a moment to decide if you’re worthy of his affection. Once you’ve passed the Official Dusty Trust Test™ (which mostly involves existing near him without being suspicious), he’ll warm up and let his inner goofball shine. But until then, expect a few side-eyes and a thoughtful evaluation of your vibes. If we’re talking wild animal comparisons, Dusty is somewhere between a baby otter on caffeine and a wolf pup who just discovered zoomies. He’s playful, bouncy, and always down for an adventure—but he’s not always on the go. He’ll happily match your energy, whether that’s romping around or curling up for a nap after an exhausting day. Think “enthusiastic adventurer who also appreciates a good nap.” Car rides are a whole event—he starts out like an overexcited explorer, convinced he’s about to discover uncharted territory, but eventually settles down (preferably in someone’s lap, because personal space is a myth). On a leash, he’s got some strong-willed "this way is obviously better" opinions and the occasional urge to turn his leash into a snack. When it comes to home life, Dusty is the type to roll with whatever his humans are doing. If you’re out and about, he’s tagging along, ready to investigate the world. If you’re more of a homebody, he’s perfectly content sticking by your side, just so long as there’s some playtime thrown in. A securely fenced yard would be great, but it’s not a dealbreaker—he’s surprisingly adaptable and will thrive just fine with regular leash walks and a good routine. Now, if you’re looking for a super chill, laid-back dog who doesn’t need much stimulation, Dusty’s probably not your guy. He loves to play, he loves to socialize, and he’s the dog that will always bring the fun—so if you’re someone who prefers a more calm, quiet life and doesn’t have the time to match his personality, you might want to pass. But if you're up for a fluffy little adventurer who wants to be involved in everything? Dusty’s all in. Dusty is, shockingly, potty trained—yes, you read that right. A three-month-old puppy who already knows where to do his business like a respectable member of society. Honestly, that alone makes him a rare gem. We’re talking “should probably be in the Puppy Hall of Fame” level impressive. And when it comes to kennels? He’s not one of those dramatic types who act like they’ve been sentenced to life in solitary confinement. Nope, Dusty is a model citizen. He settles in like a pro, no wailing, no escape attempts, no gnawing on the bars like a deranged cartoon prisoner. He just accepts his fate, takes a nap, and probably dreams about his next adventure. Basically, he’s got better coping skills than most adults. Dusty may look like a fluffy angel, but don’t let that innocent face fool you—this boy is a certified sneaker smuggler. He has a particular fondness for shoes, which means if you leave them lying around, he’ll take that as a personal invitation to relocate them… possibly with some extra “custom distressing” courtesy of his puppy teeth. So, what kind of home would be perfect for this little mischief-maker? Someone who understands that puppies will puppy. If you’re the type who absentmindedly kicks your shoes off in the middle of the floor and then gasps in horror when they mysteriously disappear, Dusty is going to keep you on your toes—literally. He’d do best with a family that keeps their valuables (and by valuables, I mean anything remotely chewable) put away and is willing to redirect his chewing to something actually meant for dogs. Bonus points if you have a good sense of humor and don’t mind occasionally finding your sneakers in odd locations. Dusty’s barking style? Well, he’s definitely not auditioning for a role in the Bark Olympics. He’s more of a “casual commentator” type. Dusty barks because, well, life is full of exciting little moments, and he just feels the need to keep you in the loop. It’s not out of boredom or because he enjoys the sound of his own voice (though he is a Pyr, so he does have that “I’m the king of the world” vibe sometimes). He’s got that laid-back, “I’ll let you know if something’s up, but I’m not going to keep you up all night about it” attitude. So, here’s the deal—Dusty’s waiting for you to be his human, but he’s not just going to hand himself over to anyone. Nope. He needs someone special, someone willing to fill out the adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it off to his foster family and officially start this magical journey together. And just to keep things interesting (because who doesn’t love a little adventure?), you’ll need to pick him up in the exotic, thrill-filled land of Hutchinson, Kansas. So, if you’re ready to add a little Dusty to your life (and by "a little Dusty," we mean a fluffy ball of happy fun), hit up that adoption application and let’s make this love story happen. It’s as simple as clicking a button, and trust me, you’ll get a lifetime of tail wags, fuzzy cuddles, and the occasional bark about leaves that are just too suspicious to ignore. Dusty’s waiting—don’t make him keep watching Netflix alone.

Our adoption fees have dropped until March 1, 2025 in honor of puppy love, and we're practically bursting with excitement to introduce you to your new best friend! 💕 🐾 Puppies – Now just $250 (was $300)! They’ll steal your heart faster than you can say "fetch!" Oh sure, Fumble may be the last one we’re introducing from his litter, but don’t let that fool you—he’s not some leftover clearance pup. No, no, he’s the grand finale, the mic drop, the pièce de résistance of his fluffy little family. As they say, “Save the best for last,” and honestly? That might just be the understatement of the century when it comes to Fumble! Meet Fumble—the ultimate go-with-the-flow, take-life-as-it-comes kind of guy. This ridiculously handsome six-week-old Great Pyrenees mix was surrendered to us after his mom was tragically hit by a car. But don’t worry, Fumble is here to turn his rags-to-riches story into a tale of triumph—with you as his lucky human. Got other dogs? Cool, he’ll happily wrestle and share toys. No other dogs? Even better—he’ll take all the attention, thank you very much. Kids in the house? Excellent, now he’s got tiny, snack-dispensing minions. No kids? Totally fine, as long as you’re willing to drop a few “accidental” treats his way. Cats? He hasn’t met one yet, but honestly, he’s got better things to do than get caught up in their dramatic antics. No cats? Perfect—his dream of being the undisputed ruler of your home is now within reach. Basically, whatever your situation, Fumble is ready to roll with it… as long as there are snacks, belly rubs, and maybe a comfy couch involved. Are you an outdoorsy type who dreams of taking your new adventure buddy everywhere with you? Fantastic—Fumble is totally on board… even if his tiny legs won’t get him very far yet and his leash skills are about as polished as a toddler learning to walk in roller skates. But hey, he’s got enthusiasm, and that’s what counts, right? Now, if just thinking about exercise makes you want to curl up in a blanket burrito and take a nap, no worries—Fumble is already halfway to dreamland and will gladly be your personal weighted blanket. Just remember, he is still a puppy, which means playtime is non-negotiable. Whether that’s you attempting to leash train him (good luck), letting him zoomie himself into exhaustion, or outsourcing the job to another playful dog while you watch from the comfort of your chair, Fumble doesn’t judge. He just asks that you at least pretend to keep up with his energy. Sure, Fumble is a go-with-the-flow kind of guy, but let’s not kid ourselves—he’s still a puppy, which means your life will become a mix of adorable moments and chaos. Yes, he’s cute. Yes, he’s lovable. And yes, he will absolutely pee in the most inconvenient places, chew things he definitely shouldn’t, and give you that innocent “Who, me?” look when caught in the act. But hey, all of this is just part of the deluxe puppy package that comes with adopting someone as ridiculously awesome as Fumble. He’s basically a fuzzy little intern in the School of Life, and guess what? You’re the professor. So buckle up, grab some treats, and prepare for equal parts mayhem and cuteness overload. If you’ve made it this far and haven’t already decided that Fumble is your new best friend, I have to question your life choices. But don’t worry—it’s not too late to redeem yourself! All you have to do is fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app, and we’ll pass it along to his foster family. Now, before you start planning your welcome-home party, remember: Fumble won’t be ready to grace your home with his adorable presence until around the end of February, when he’s about 9 weeks old. And yes, you’ll need to come pick up this tiny fluffball in Broken Arrow, OK. No, we will not be shipping him via Amazon Prime. So what are you waiting for? Snag this perfect little chaos gremlin before someone else does—because trust me, he won’t be available forever!