Ah yes. Meet Alita.
A soft, sweet angel disguised as a dog… whose primary love language is kissing you directly on the soul. She is gentle. Reserved. She observes. She processes. She decides you are safe — and then comes the affection. Not in a sloppy, overwhelming way, but in a tender, deliberate way. A polite kiss. A gentle lean. The emotional equivalent of someone handing you a cup of tea and saying, “I thought you might need this.” When Alita leans into you or gives one of her gentle, perfect kisses, it feels earned. Chosen. Like she looked at the whole world and decided, you’re safe — this is where I belong. And once you know that? You’re done for. Absolutely gone. She’s soft in spirit, tender in the way she loves, and the kind of dog who doesn’t just want to be near you — she wants to connect. Alita doesn’t just give affection. She gives comfort. And it’s the kind that stays with you.
Alita is a 4-year-old, 54-lb Great Pyrenees mix who ended up at the shelter. Surrendered through no fault of her own, she did what sensitive, soulful dogs often do in loud, chaotic environments… she shut down. The noise, the stress, the constant movement — it dimmed her light. Alita isn’t built for survival mode. She’s built for connection. She’s a soul dog, a comfort dog, the kind of girl whose purpose is quiet companionship, not concrete floors and echoing barks. The moment she entered her foster home, it was like watching a flower remember how to bloom. She found the couch almost immediately (as if she’d been dreaming of it), and from there, the real Alita has been gently, patiently emerging. A sneak kiss here. A quick lean for pets there. The smallest moments — the kind that somehow mean the most. Every day, there’s something new to learn about Alita. A little more trust. A little more softness. A little more of her heart offered freely. And every day, without fail, you fall more in love — because her love is genuine, intentional, and deeply felt. Alita isn’t just a good dog. She’s the kind of dog that changes the way you feel, like a Hallmark movie that still gets you in the feels even though you have watched it hundreds of times already.
Alita is perfectly fine with other dogs as long as they understand the concept of personal space, emotional boundaries, and not acting like they just chugged three Red Bulls. She is curious — she’ll watch, she’ll consider, she’ll almost decide to play — and then the moment things get a little too enthusiastic, she remembers she is a delicate soul and politely retreats to safety. Bravery: briefly rented, not owned. One day? Maybe she’ll join the fun. But for now, she’s looking for a calm, confident dog friend who doesn’t feel the need to be in everyone’s personal bubble at all times. Think “steady emotional support coworker,” not “HR nightmare.” A dog who can help her feel safe without demanding anything in return is her ideal match. Cats are currently an unknown variable. Kids haven’t been part of her world yet. Right now, older and calmer would be the safer guess — Alita is reserved, sensitive, and still figuring out humans in general. She’s not anti-kid; she’s just not ready for sudden movements, loud noises, or tiny humans operating at full volume. Meeting new people? She’s polite. Respectful. Very much a “you may admire me, but from a reasonable emotional distance” type of girl. She’ll allow pets, she won’t protest, but she’s not yet the dog sprinting across the room demanding affection.
Alita is operating at a solid energy level of 3, which translates to: available for brief activity, but mostly here for vibes, couches, and emotional support. She is not training for a marathon. She is training for Best Supporting Character in Your Life. Car rides? Absolute professional. She hops right in on her own, rotates between the right window and the left window, making sure all is well in the neighborhood. Temperament-wise, she is reserved and mildly suspicious of the world, but once she trusts you? Game over. She has only recently started seeking affection and offering kisses, and her first tail wag happened THIS WEEK. Prior to that, her tail was so tucked it looked like it had filed for a restraining order. Progress is happening — slowly, sweetly, and in the most heart-melting way possible. Toys? Yes. Approved. Big fan. As for her ideal setup: a securely fenced yard would be best. Walks might become her thing later, but for now, she prefers having her own peaceful outdoor space where no one asks anything of her except to exist and be safe. Adventure dog? No. Homebody? Yes. Unless she does a complete personality reboot once she’s 100%, Alita is happiest close to home, close to her people, and close to something soft.
Alita is fully potty trained because, along with being sensitive and gentle, she is also a polite, law-abiding citizen. She has never been kenneled, mostly because she has never given anyone a reason to try. Right now she’s confined to one room and has touched exactly zero things that don’t belong to her. Chewing? Only appropriate items. Bones, toys, things she’s allowed to have. Your shoes are safe. Your wallet is safe. Your baseboards can relax. You should probably also know that her teeth are pretty worn down, which means her tongue sticks out a lot and gives her a permanently derpy, endearing expression that will make you fall in love against your will. And if you needed another reason to fall in love with her, Alita has mastered the sweetest little con in the book. She’ll head back into the house from outside like a very polite, very innocent girl who definitely has no plans… meanwhile her brain is running a full heist montage in the background. She casually cruises past Valkyrie, the resident dog, like, “just re-entering the premises, minding my business,” then—yoink—snags a toy or bone and waddles off like she just committed the most low-stakes crime imaginable. And then? The victory prance. A tiny, proud little strut that screams “I can’t believe that worked.” If she had hands, she’d be doing jazz hands. If she had theme music, it would absolutely be playing. It’s not naughty — it’s endearingly ridiculous, and you will laugh every single time.
If you’d like to be the lucky human she chooses next, please fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it along to her foster family. This is the part where we politely but firmly remind you that love like this does, in fact, require paperwork. Romance isn’t dead — it’s just gated behind an application.
And yes, you’ll need to pick her up in Sapulpa, OK, because Alita is not shipping herself and frankly deserves a proper meet-cute.
Apply. Fall in love. Bring a blanket. Alita will steal your heart from there. 💛
