If I were a type of dessert, I’d be the marshmallows floating on top of a cup of hot chocolate— soft, white, slightly uncoordinated, constantly shifting around, and somehow always the best part of the whole experience. I am what happens when an emotional-support dessert gains legs and zero awareness of personal space. I bounce through life the way marshmallows slosh around in a mug—no sharp corners, no bad intentions, just vibes and enthusiasm. I love to play, I love my people, and I move with the confidence of someone who does not realize how much space he takes up. I genuinely believe I am a small, delicate creature. This belief is incorrect I am told. But my heart? Massive. My intentions? Pure. My sense of my own size? Absolutely nonexistent. So if you’re looking for a dog who is sweet, goofy, affectionate, and always the best part of your day…hi I am Bean and I am ready to be your next greatest love.
I’m a 4 month old, 27-lb male Pyr mix, which means I’m basically a baby polar bear who hasn’t yet realized he is going to be…well a big polar bear. I’m part of the Brew Crew, which sounds cool because it is...I mean, who doesn't like coffee-themed names? Anyway, my siblings and I didn’t exactly get the coziest start in life. We were found abandoned, and a very kind Good Samaritan took us in to keep us safe, but couldn’t keep us long-term—so they did the best possible thing and let us come to the fluffy butt program so we could find the happily-ever-afters we deserve.
How do I get along with other dogs? Phenomenally. Five stars. Would recommend me. I love my siblings and my foster dog friends. Playing is my passion. Wrestling, running, and general goober activities are my specialty. I am what you might call a chunky monkey, but I remain deeply convinced that I am the same size as everyone else. This belief fuels my confidence. I have not personally met a cat. What can be confirmed is that I am friendly, curious, and generally assume everyone exists to either play with me or love me. If a cat is involved, I would likely approach with enthusiasm and zero awareness of personal boundaries… which may or may not align with cat opinions. Kid-wise, I have been around older teenagers. The tall, loud, fast-moving variety who smell faintly of snacks and sarcasm. I did great. I was friendly, happy, and exactly the same lovable goober I am with everyone else. That said, I am still young, enthusiastic, and built like a clumsy cloud with legs. I don’t mean to be a lot — I just bring a lot of joy at speed. So while teens are totally my vibe, smaller humans may require supervision until I learn that I don't always have to show love with my whole body.
Energy Level: 8/10. Let’s be clear — I am not Aussie-crazy. I am not vibrating through walls. I am not herding furniture. I am not scheduling my own CrossFit sessions at dawn. I’m enthusiastic, social, and always ready to participate, but I also know how to chill when the vibe calls for it. I’m not wired. I’m not overwhelming. I’m just a happy, curious, slightly clumsy Pyr mix who wants to be included in whatever you’re doing — even if the action is just you opening the fridge. Especially the fridge. Am I an adventure-seeker or a homebody at heart? Let's just say that I love adventure — running, jumping, playing, zooming around. Outside time is thrilling. Yard time is excellent. Playtime is my calling. If there is space to move and friends to wrestle, I am in my element and living my best, bouncy life. But here’s the thing — once I’ve gotten my fun in, I’m also perfectly content to come back inside and settle. I don’t need constant stimulation or a packed itinerary. I just want to do something exciting… and then do nothing right after, preferably near my people. How would I describe my overall temperament?
Hmmm, let's see here. I am, at my core, a giant goober. I love to play, I love to make people laugh (intentionally or not), and I move through the world with the confidence of someone who genuinely believes he is much smaller than he is. Where would I thrive best?
A securely fenced yard. Could I technically survive without one? Sure. I am adaptable. But apartments and no-fence situations are a little like asking a toddler to “just sit still.” Possible? Maybe. Ideal? Absolutely not.
I am potty trained in theory and schedule-dependent in practice. Listen — I am a puppy. A baby. A small marshmallow learning how time works. When I’m on a good, consistent schedule? I do well. When the schedule gets fuzzy? When humans forget that small bladders exist? Mistakes may occur. This is not rebellion. This is biology. Now, let’s be realistic for a sec. Puppy-proofing is recommended because I am curious, enthusiastic, and still figuring out which objects are toys and which ones are important to you emotionally. Socialization is also key. I want to grow up confident, polite, and well-adjusted instead of a large dog who thinks every situation requires full marshmallow enthusiasm. The more I experience the world (properly, positively, and safely), the better I become. And training? Very important because one day I will be big enough that you’ll want me listening when you say “sit” instead of saying, “Sorry, he’s friendly” while I enthusiastically greet someone. Put in the work now so that later even your grandma can brag about me to her friends like, “Oh yes, he’s so well-trained,” while I sit politely and accept compliments like the gentleman I was clearly meant to be.
So anyway… if you’re looking for a sweet, goofy, marshmallow-with-legs puppy who has a personality that will have your friends saying, “Okay but… I love him.”— hi. It’s me. Bean. Your future best decision. All you have to do now is fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so the nice PPFT humans can send it to my foster family and confirm that you are, in fact, ready for this level of greatness. This is the part where you prove you’re serious about adopting an emotional-support marshmallow who occasionally forgets how big he is.
Pickup will be in Norman, OK, because I am fancy but not a delivery service.
Apply responsibly.
I am Bean.
And I am worth the paperwork. ☕🤍
