Meet Benedict — the emotional support loaf you didn’t know your life was missing.
Benedict has the energy of someone who’s already done their healing journey, drinks water regularly, and doesn’t raise their voice in group chats. While other dogs are busy yelling at leaves, auditioning for Cirque du Soleil off the back of your couch, or committing light household crimes, Benedict is over here like, “No thank you. I’ll simply lay down and be perfect.” Benedict is ideal for anyone who wants a dog who won’t raise their blood pressure, steal their soul, or cause them to apologize to guests within five minutes of walking through the door. He’s comfort. He’s calm. He’s the living embodiment of “no thoughts, just peace.” If you’ve been craving a sweet, steady companion who feels less like a whirlwind and more like a deep exhale… Benedict is ready to quietly change your life while pretending it was no big deal.
Meet Benedict — a 40-lb, 8-month-old Great Pyrenees mix who somehow ended up abandoned with his sister, Ruby Tuesday… which is absolutely wild, because abandoning this dog feels like accidentally throwing away a winning lottery ticket and then doubling down on the mistake. We genuinely do not understand how someone looked at Benedict — this sweet, gentle, emotionally available little cloud — and thought, “Nah.” Truly baffling. Astronomical levels of bad judgment. Their loss, though, because Benedict is what we in the rescue world call a gem.
When it comes to other dogs, Benedict is that polite kid at the playground who really wants to play but is also deeply committed to good manners. He loves other dogs. Absolutely adores them. But instead of body-slamming into the group like a caffeinated gremlin, he approaches with a respectful “hello, I am friend” energy. He’s playful, friendly, and patient — the kind of dog who waits for others to warm up instead of taking it personally. Basically, he has better social skills than most adults. Cats? Jury’s still out. There are no cats on the premises, so Benedict has not yet been formally introduced to the concept of tiny roommates who judge you silently from countertops. Kids-wise, he’s been around older teenagers and handled it like a pro, which means he tolerated the noise, movement, and general teen energy without filing a complaint or asking to be moved to a quieter household. Calm. Unbothered. Emotionally stable. Meeting new people? Huge fan. Benedict does not believe in stranger danger — only stranger snuggles. New humans are greeted with enthusiasm, soft eyes, and a confident trot straight toward them like, “Ah yes, you must be here to pet me.” He’ll happily run up for cuddles, because obviously if you’ve entered his space, you are now part of his fan club.
On the energy scale, he clocks in at a solid 6, which means he’s got enough pep to keep life interesting but not so much that you’ll be questioning your will to live by Tuesday. He’s happy to play, explore, toss toys around like confetti, and then—just as quickly—decide he’s done and dramatically melt into the nearest comfortable surface. Balance. Adventure or homebody? Why choose. Benedict is fully capable of going out, doing things, seeing the world, and then coming home to recover like he’s just returned from a three-week expedition. He’d do great with outings, experiences, and enrichment, as long as they’re followed by adequate decompression time and possibly a nap. Temperament-wise, he is sweet, calm, affectionate, and quietly wonderful. He loves toys with his whole heart, follows his humans like a loyal little shadow, plays nicely with other dogs, and then—very importantly—knows how to stop and chill. He’s not go-go-go all the time. He’s play, pause, cuddle, repeat. Water play remains a mystery, but baths? Hard pass. He did not love it. He endured it. Barely. With dignity. Mostly. Toys, however, are his passion project. He LOVES them. Carries them. Plays with them. Probably dreams about them. As for living arrangements, he’s flexible. Fenced yard, apartment, no fence with regular walks—he’s not picky. He’s more concerned with being with his people than the square footage situation.
Let’s get into Benedict’s domestic résumé, because this man is out here quietly setting the bar very high… First of all, yes — Benedict is potty trained. Kennel status? Unclear, because frankly, it hasn’t been necessary. Benedict simply… exists with the family. He hangs out. He vibes. He free-roams like someone who’s earned your trust and has no interest in ruining it. Why crate when you can just be good? Barking? Minimal. This is not a dog who narrates his entire existence. He’s quiet, polite, and saves his voice for moments that actually matter — which are rare. Your neighbors will never know he’s there, and honestly, that’s a gift. When you’re away, he roams freely with the other dogs, acting like a well-adjusted member of society.
Now for the important, very official, absolutely thrilling logistics portion:
If Benedict has already convinced you that your life would be better with a sweet, gentle Great Pyrenees mix supervising it, you’ll need to fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it over to his foster family. This is not optional. This is the part where you prove you are serious and not just emotionally attached via Facebook.
Pickup will be in Norman, OK, because Benedict does not deliver himself, does not Uber, and is not available for cross-country courier service. If you can handle that level of commitment, congratulations — you may be ready for dog ownership. Fill out the app. Come meet the boy. Fall in love. Take him home. Live happily ever after
