My name is Maggie Marie!

Is personal space overrated? Do you dream of a life where a 109-pound, drooling love machine is constantly by your side? Well, congratulations—the perfect match has arrived!

Maggie Marie, a 2-year-old Saint Bernard, originally graced the rescue with her presence back in October and was quickly adopted because, well, look at her—she’s basically a living, drooling teddy bear. But Maggie, being a connoisseur of friendships, decided she had standards when it came to her canine companions. She adored the family’s Golden Retriever—cuddling, playing, probably sharing deep secrets—but the Lab? Hard pass. In her expert opinion, he was unworthy of her royal companionship. Despite everything else being picture-perfect, Maggie made it very clear that this particular Lab would never be getting a seat at her lunch table, Mean Girls-style. And because world peace wasn’t on her agenda, her adopters had to make the heartbreaking decision to return her.

Maggie Marie gets along well with other dogs and absolutely adores kids. She has proven it time and time again in both her former foster home and her adoptive home. So why, then, does she insist on treating the Lab in her current home like that one coworker whose very existence is offensive? No one knows. Maybe he chews too loudly. Maybe he looked at her funny. Or maybe, like the rest of the world, she’s just selective about who makes it into her inner circle. One thing is for sure—she has no issues cuddling, playing, and being besties with the other dog in the home. As for cats—Maggie has been around them before, and let’s just say she finds them very interesting. If given the chance, she will absolutely chase them, though her intentions remain a mystery. Is she just being playful, or is she applying for a role in the next National Geographic special? The office cat, having mastered the art of staying one step ahead, has yet to provide a definitive answer. On the bright side, Maggie doesn’t actively seek him out or treat the litter box like an all-you-can-eat buffet, so honestly, that’s already a win. Kids, however, are 100% Maggie-approved. She loves playing tug-of-war, wrestling, and acting as the self-appointed trampoline referee. She walks beautifully on a leash for a 7-year-old and spends her nights flopping dramatically onto the 12-year-old’s bed like she’s claiming her rightful throne. The kids adore her, and she soaks up every second of attention like it’s her life’s purpose. When it comes to new people, Maggie is a total extrovert. She goes to work every day, meets strangers like they’re long-lost friends, and generally assumes all humans exist to adore her.

Maggie’s energy level is a solid 7 out of 10—essentially, she’s the perfect mix of “let’s go on an adventure” and “let’s binge-watch an entire season of something and forget about it in a week.” She has enough pep to keep up with whatever is happening but also has a deep appreciation for the fine art of napping. She rides to work like a seasoned commuter—no leash needed, just hops in like she has an important meeting to attend (which, let’s be honest, is just her daily performance review of belly rubs). In the car, she’s either fully committed to the “ears flapping in the wind” aesthetic or sprawled out in the back like she’s on a long-haul flight. Either way, she’s a fantastic co-pilot—assuming actual navigation assistance isn’t needed. She loves walks, and here’s the kicker—a 7-year-old can walk her with zero issues. No pulling, no dramatic flopping, no impromptu squirrel-chasing detours. She just happily trots along like the very good girl she is. Now, she hasn’t encountered other dogs on walks yet, but based on her personality, there’s a solid chance she’d want to charge over and introduce herself. Bottom line? Maggie is up for anything. Road trips? Yes. Walks? Absolutely. Couch potato life? Sign her up. She’s not picky—she just wants her people, wherever they are.

Maggie Marie is the ultimate oversized lap dog—completely unaware of her size and fully convinced she can curl up like a five-pound Chihuahua. Personal space? Never heard of it. She has the perfect mix of playful chaos and professional-level snuggling skills, making her both a personal gym partner (thanks to endless games of tug-of-war and backyard zoomies) and a built-in weighted blanket for nap time. Now, for those thinking, Oh, I’ll just take her on some nice leash walks instead of having a yard—yeah, no. Maggie requires a securely fenced yard. Without one, her adopters will either become the fittest people in the neighborhood from chasing her down, or they’ll find themselves making awkward introductions to neighbors as they explain why a giant Saint Bernard is now lounging in their flower bed. Leash walks are great, but they won’t cut it—Maggie needs room to roam, explore, and occasionally pretend she’s in an Olympic sprinting event for absolutely no reason.

Maggie Marie is a well-mannered lady. She knows basic commands like sit, stay, and lay down. Potty trained? Absolutely—she’s a classy gal. Kennel trained? Her previous foster used one, and she did fine, but in her current home, she’s living that free-range lifestyle. As for the couch—that’s her throne. She loves it, claims it, and will absolutely act offended if anyone even thinks about suggesting she move. It’s basically her happy place, so future adopters should just accept that they now own an oversized pillow that occasionally snores. Mischief? Not her thing. No chewing, no counter surfing, no trash diving—a true lady does not partake in such uncouth behaviors. Barking? She’s more of a casual commentator—only speaking up when she needs to go out or when she feels obligated to alert her humans that, yes, the Amazon package has arrived (you’re welcome). Sleeping arrangements? She alternates between the bed and the couch, depending on how generous she’s feeling with her snuggles. Either way, she stays close, because her people are her people. And when left alone? Maggie free-roams the house like a responsible adult. No separation anxiety, no chaos, no surprises—just a very good girl waiting for her favorite humans to come home.

Listen, if you’ve made it this far and haven’t already decided that Maggie Marie is your new best friend, I’m honestly a little concerned. What more do you need? A billboard? A skywriter? A PowerPoint presentation detailing why she’s amazing? Lucky for you, adopting her is way easier than all that—just fill out an adoption app at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app, and we’ll get it over to her foster family faster than she can claim a prime spot on your couch. But fair warning: Maggie Marie isn’t about that “doorstep delivery” life. If you want to make her yours (and let’s be real, you do), you’ll need to head to Norman, OK, to pick up your new ride-or-die. So what are you waiting for? An engraved invitation? This is it! Go fill out that app before someone else swoops in and steals your future cuddle buddy. You’ve been warned. 🚀🐾