Bernese Mountain Dog puppies and dogs in Tulsa, Oklahoma

Introducing Ragnar—because apparently someone ordered a rugged mountain dog, filled him with warm pudding, and gave him two enormous paws so he could physically prevent anyone from ending a cuddle session. This 85-pound gentleman has the name of a Viking warrior and the romantic intensity of a man standing outside your window holding a boombox. Except Ragnar’s grand gesture is handing you both of his feet and trusting that you will understand the assignment. Ragnar comes to us as a reportedly 6-year-old male Bernese Mountain Dog/Saint Bernard mix. Reportedly is doing some heavy lifting here, because his backstory arrived with approximately the same documentation as a couch purchased off Facebook Marketplace. As the story goes, he was being rehomed, somehow ended up on his own as a stray for over a month, and was cared for by a good Samaritan who remembered those details from his original rehoming post. We wish we had more of his story, but we are grateful someone looked out for this big boy while he waited for a safer next chapter. And now that we’ve introduced him as six, let’s immediately question that. Ragnar acts younger, our veterinarian thinks he may be closer to three or four, and we would agree. Naturally, Ragnar has declined to provide a birth certificate, citing a busy schedule of putting his paws in people’s hands. So we have an estimated age, a second estimated age, and an 85-pound witness who would like everyone to stop doing math and scratch him already. Welcome to rescue, where the dog is real and the paperwork is occasionally a group project. His breed has inspired a similar committee meeting. We were told Bernese Mountain Dog/Saint Bernard. Some people see English Shepherd, although we feel 85 pounds is a rather ambitious interpretation of that assignment. Others see Great Pyrenees/Bernese, which would have been our guess had we not been told otherwise. Honestly, choose whichever fluffy family tree brings you joy. Ragnar is not sitting around worrying about his ancestry. You could announce, “Come here, Sir Snuggletruffle von Waffle Britches,” and this enormous sweetheart would still park himself directly in front of you and offer both paws. 👉 Apply to adopt Ragnar: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app 📍 Ragnar is fostered in Kiowa, OK. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport. Ragnar gets along with the other dogs in his foster home, big and small. He is not currently joining them in play, but he is comfortable sharing his world with them. At the moment, his approach to canine friendship is less recreational wrestling and more attending the gathering while remaining close to his favorite humans. He may discover his playful side as he gains confidence and continues settling in after his time on his own, but nobody needs to hand him a tennis racket and demand that he participate in extracurricular activities. A compatible dog companion could be lovely; an expectation that he immediately become the household activities director would be premature. Right now, he is busy learning that he is safe, loved, and allowed to stop worrying about where he belongs. With the dog-savvy cats in his foster home, Ragnar has chosen the ancient and highly effective strategy of minding his own business. He ignores them, allowing the resident feline supervisors to conduct their important inspections without an 85-pound assistant. Ragnar has not been around children in his foster home, although his foster family thinks he could do well with them. What we do know is that he is a large, affectionate oaf whose body occupies considerably more space than his intentions seem to account for. A toddler could potentially be knocked over—or find themselves beneath a dog who thought he was sitting down for a lovely family cuddle. This would not be an act of villainy. It would be a furniture-placement error involving 85 pounds of enthusiastic affection. Children who are comfortable around large dogs, respect their space, and understand that a fluffy dog is not a climbing structure would be the more sensible match, with supervision and thoughtful introductions. When it comes to meeting new people, Ragnar is delighted. His tail turns into a little happiness engine, and he greets visitors with the enthusiasm of someone whose favorite relatives have arrived carrying dessert. His name suggests he might conquer your village. His actual plan is to make you hold his paws until you develop an emotional attachment. Ragnar clocks in at a 5 out of 10 on the energy scale, which is a pleasantly moderate setting for a dog built like an upholstered ottoman. He needs regular activity, but he is not asking you to become an endurance athlete or purchase a hydration backpack. His interests currently lean toward spending time with his people, following them around, and investigating whether everyone could perhaps sit together again. Toys have not caught his attention, and fetch is also off the agenda. You threw the object. You know where it landed. Ragnar would like to understand why this has become a group project. Whether he enjoys playing in water is still unknown, so his application for Assistant Director of Backyard Splash Operations remains pending. At heart, Ragnar appears to be a homebody. A safe home, familiar people, and a comfortable place beside them sound like a fairly excellent itinerary to him. As he bonds with his forever family, his foster thinks he may enjoy occasional outings together, but his main attraction will likely be the together part. Scenic destination? Nice. Beloved human in attendance? Now we are talking. He is doing okay on a leash and will benefit from continued practice and patient guidance. Getting into the car is still a little scary for him, and he may need help loading up. Once inside, though, he rides calmly. Ragnar has not shown food guarding or resource guarding in his foster home. He does, however, get upset and cry if someone tries to move him by pulling his collar. This enormous softie appreciates a gentle invitation and a little encouragement—preferably something edible—over being towed by his neckline like a fluffy Buick. His exterior says “mighty mountain dog.” His exterior says “mighty mountain dog.” His emotional interior is a single pancake shaped like a heart, with the stubbornness of a toddler who has been informed that pants are required at the grocery store. Please handle accordingly. For that reason, Ragnar needs a home with dog experience and people who can establish clear, consistent boundaries kindly. His sweetness does not mean he should be appointed chairman of every household decision. He can be loved extravagantly while still learning that “off” means off and that the humans are allowed to make reasonable requests concerning their own furniture. Think patient teaching, rewards, and rules everyone follows—not a daily debate in which Ragnar submits two paws and a soulful expression as evidence that the policy should be overturned. He needs reassurance and structure together, especially while he learns what is expected in a new home. A securely fenced yard could suit Ragnar, but it is not a requirement for the right family. His foster thinks he could also be happy in an apartment or a home without a fence, provided he receives multiple walks each day to meet his exercise and potty needs. He is a moderate-energy boy, not a decorative floor cushion, regardless of how convincingly he may resemble one. He has not shown escape-artist tendencies, but he may try to slip through a doorway when his people leave a room because he wants to accompany them. In Ragnar’s opinion, if you are relocating, the department should relocate together. His family will need to manage doors carefully and help him practice waiting, especially at entrances leading outside. His desire to follow you is endearing; allowing him to accidentally follow you into the street would be considerably less charming. Inside the house, Ragnar is potty trained. He does not currently have established obedience commands, although his enthusiastic two-paw presentations suggest he has already completed an advanced course in Human Acquisition. A crate is a different matter: his foster believes he would be extremely unhappy and terrified in one. He currently has free roam of the house both at night and when his foster family is away. His placement should accommodate that routine and his comfort needs, rather than assuming he will simply adjust to being shut in a crate. He needs a safe place to rest, and right now, a crate does not appear to be that place for him. Ragnar absolutely gets on the couch. This is where he cuddles up with his foster parents and demonstrates that 85 pounds is merely a number invented by people who lack commitment to lap-dog culture. He wants to be close, and apparently “close” can involve the amount of sofa normally allocated to two adults and a decorative pillow. You wanted a cozy living room. Ragnar has brought the cozy. He has not been chewing things he should not, so his foster’s belongings have so far escaped any unauthorized dental renovations. He is also remarkably quiet at present: his foster has not heard him bark. That may change as he gains confidence and settles in, so we are not promising a lifetime subscription to Silent Dog Premium. For now, though, Ragnar appears to communicate his most important messages through proximity, tail wiggles, and repeatedly placing his paws in your hands. Why make a public announcement when you can personally deliver two enormous feet? If you’re ready to give this lovable boy a forever home, fill out an adoption application at: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Yes, the entire application. Not just a comment saying “Interested,” followed by an unexplained disappearance into the internet. Ragnar is seeking a committed relationship, and apparently the first step involves paperwork rather than handing you both paws through your screen. Once your application is submitted, we can share it with his foster family to help determine whether your home is the right match for this oversized lovebug. Please prepare your hands. He has plans for both of them.

Introducing Ragnar—because apparently someone ordered a rugged mountain dog, filled him with warm pudding, and gave him two enormous paws so he could physically prevent anyone from ending a cuddle session. This 85-pound gentleman has the name of a Viking warrior and the romantic intensity of a man standing outside your window holding a boombox. Except Ragnar’s grand gesture is handing you both of his feet and trusting that you will understand the assignment. Ragnar comes to us as a reportedly 6-year-old male Bernese Mountain Dog/Saint Bernard mix. Reportedly is doing some heavy lifting here, because his backstory arrived with approximately the same documentation as a couch purchased off Facebook Marketplace. As the story goes, he was being rehomed, somehow ended up on his own as a stray for over a month, and was cared for by a good Samaritan who remembered those details from his original rehoming post. We wish we had more of his story, but we are grateful someone looked out for this big boy while he waited for a safer next chapter. And now that we’ve introduced him as six, let’s immediately question that. Ragnar acts younger, our veterinarian thinks he may be closer to three or four, and we would agree. Naturally, Ragnar has declined to provide a birth certificate, citing a busy schedule of putting his paws in people’s hands. So we have an estimated age, a second estimated age, and an 85-pound witness who would like everyone to stop doing math and scratch him already. Welcome to rescue, where the dog is real and the paperwork is occasionally a group project. His breed has inspired a similar committee meeting. We were told Bernese Mountain Dog/Saint Bernard. Some people see English Shepherd, although we feel 85 pounds is a rather ambitious interpretation of that assignment. Others see Great Pyrenees/Bernese, which would have been our guess had we not been told otherwise. Honestly, choose whichever fluffy family tree brings you joy. Ragnar is not sitting around worrying about his ancestry. You could announce, “Come here, Sir Snuggletruffle von Waffle Britches,” and this enormous sweetheart would still park himself directly in front of you and offer both paws. 👉 Apply to adopt Ragnar: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app 📍 Ragnar is fostered in Kiowa, OK. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport. Ragnar gets along with the other dogs in his foster home, big and small. He is not currently joining them in play, but he is comfortable sharing his world with them. At the moment, his approach to canine friendship is less recreational wrestling and more attending the gathering while remaining close to his favorite humans. He may discover his playful side as he gains confidence and continues settling in after his time on his own, but nobody needs to hand him a tennis racket and demand that he participate in extracurricular activities. A compatible dog companion could be lovely; an expectation that he immediately become the household activities director would be premature. Right now, he is busy learning that he is safe, loved, and allowed to stop worrying about where he belongs. With the dog-savvy cats in his foster home, Ragnar has chosen the ancient and highly effective strategy of minding his own business. He ignores them, allowing the resident feline supervisors to conduct their important inspections without an 85-pound assistant. Ragnar has not been around children in his foster home, although his foster family thinks he could do well with them. What we do know is that he is a large, affectionate oaf whose body occupies considerably more space than his intentions seem to account for. A toddler could potentially be knocked over—or find themselves beneath a dog who thought he was sitting down for a lovely family cuddle. This would not be an act of villainy. It would be a furniture-placement error involving 85 pounds of enthusiastic affection. Children who are comfortable around large dogs, respect their space, and understand that a fluffy dog is not a climbing structure would be the more sensible match, with supervision and thoughtful introductions. When it comes to meeting new people, Ragnar is delighted. His tail turns into a little happiness engine, and he greets visitors with the enthusiasm of someone whose favorite relatives have arrived carrying dessert. His name suggests he might conquer your village. His actual plan is to make you hold his paws until you develop an emotional attachment. Ragnar clocks in at a 5 out of 10 on the energy scale, which is a pleasantly moderate setting for a dog built like an upholstered ottoman. He needs regular activity, but he is not asking you to become an endurance athlete or purchase a hydration backpack. His interests currently lean toward spending time with his people, following them around, and investigating whether everyone could perhaps sit together again. Toys have not caught his attention, and fetch is also off the agenda. You threw the object. You know where it landed. Ragnar would like to understand why this has become a group project. Whether he enjoys playing in water is still unknown, so his application for Assistant Director of Backyard Splash Operations remains pending. At heart, Ragnar appears to be a homebody. A safe home, familiar people, and a comfortable place beside them sound like a fairly excellent itinerary to him. As he bonds with his forever family, his foster thinks he may enjoy occasional outings together, but his main attraction will likely be the together part. Scenic destination? Nice. Beloved human in attendance? Now we are talking. He is doing okay on a leash and will benefit from continued practice and patient guidance. Getting into the car is still a little scary for him, and he may need help loading up. Once inside, though, he rides calmly. Ragnar has not shown food guarding or resource guarding in his foster home. He does, however, get upset and cry if someone tries to move him by pulling his collar. This enormous softie appreciates a gentle invitation and a little encouragement—preferably something edible—over being towed by his neckline like a fluffy Buick. His exterior says “mighty mountain dog.” His exterior says “mighty mountain dog.” His emotional interior is a single pancake shaped like a heart, with the stubbornness of a toddler who has been informed that pants are required at the grocery store. Please handle accordingly. For that reason, Ragnar needs a home with dog experience and people who can establish clear, consistent boundaries kindly. His sweetness does not mean he should be appointed chairman of every household decision. He can be loved extravagantly while still learning that “off” means off and that the humans are allowed to make reasonable requests concerning their own furniture. Think patient teaching, rewards, and rules everyone follows—not a daily debate in which Ragnar submits two paws and a soulful expression as evidence that the policy should be overturned. He needs reassurance and structure together, especially while he learns what is expected in a new home. A securely fenced yard could suit Ragnar, but it is not a requirement for the right family. His foster thinks he could also be happy in an apartment or a home without a fence, provided he receives multiple walks each day to meet his exercise and potty needs. He is a moderate-energy boy, not a decorative floor cushion, regardless of how convincingly he may resemble one. He has not shown escape-artist tendencies, but he may try to slip through a doorway when his people leave a room because he wants to accompany them. In Ragnar’s opinion, if you are relocating, the department should relocate together. His family will need to manage doors carefully and help him practice waiting, especially at entrances leading outside. His desire to follow you is endearing; allowing him to accidentally follow you into the street would be considerably less charming. Inside the house, Ragnar is potty trained. He does not currently have established obedience commands, although his enthusiastic two-paw presentations suggest he has already completed an advanced course in Human Acquisition. A crate is a different matter: his foster believes he would be extremely unhappy and terrified in one. He currently has free roam of the house both at night and when his foster family is away. His placement should accommodate that routine and his comfort needs, rather than assuming he will simply adjust to being shut in a crate. He needs a safe place to rest, and right now, a crate does not appear to be that place for him. Ragnar absolutely gets on the couch. This is where he cuddles up with his foster parents and demonstrates that 85 pounds is merely a number invented by people who lack commitment to lap-dog culture. He wants to be close, and apparently “close” can involve the amount of sofa normally allocated to two adults and a decorative pillow. You wanted a cozy living room. Ragnar has brought the cozy. He has not been chewing things he should not, so his foster’s belongings have so far escaped any unauthorized dental renovations. He is also remarkably quiet at present: his foster has not heard him bark. That may change as he gains confidence and settles in, so we are not promising a lifetime subscription to Silent Dog Premium. For now, though, Ragnar appears to communicate his most important messages through proximity, tail wiggles, and repeatedly placing his paws in your hands. Why make a public announcement when you can personally deliver two enormous feet? If you’re ready to give this lovable boy a forever home, fill out an adoption application at: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Yes, the entire application. Not just a comment saying “Interested,” followed by an unexplained disappearance into the internet. Ragnar is seeking a committed relationship, and apparently the first step involves paperwork rather than handing you both paws through your screen. Once your application is submitted, we can share it with his foster family to help determine whether your home is the right match for this oversized lovebug. Please prepare your hands. He has plans for both of them.

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Meet Asha – the ultimate overachiever in the categories of lounging and loving. Asha is what we like to call emotionally available – she’ll bond faster than your last Amazon Prime delivery and loves hard. She’s sweet, gentle, and will follow you around like she’s on a mission to become your shadow’s understudy. Basically, she’s the safe, soft-hearted sidekick you didn’t know you needed… but now can’t imagine life without. She’s the kind of dog who’ll make you feel like the most important person in the world within 3.5 seconds of meeting you — mostly because she’s already decided you’re her emotional support human. Safe? Absolutely. Sweet? To a fault. And once she loves you (which again, takes about the length of one sneeze), you’re stuck. Forever. Like glitter. Meet Asha — a 2-year-old, 63-pound Great Pyrenees whose gentle spirit and loving heart have remained unshaken, even through some incredibly difficult times. Asha came to us from a shelter, where she found herself on the euthanasia list after being left unclaimed—with a large tumor hanging from the side of her face. Despite the pain and confusion, she remained sweet, calm, and affectionate with everyone she met. Thankfully, one of our wonderful foster families stepped up just in time, and thanks to the skill and compassion of our veterinary partners, her tumor was successfully removed. Her incision is nearly fully healed now, and she’s feeling better than ever.Asha is the perfect blend of laid-back and loving. She’s just as happy curling up for a quiet afternoon nap as she is riding shotgun for a treat run. She forms bonds quickly and deeply, offering the kind of unconditional affection that only a rescue dog can. She’s safe. She’s sweet. And she’s ready to write a new chapter—this time with a forever family who sees her for the beautiful soul she truly is. Asha is basically that one friend who gets along with everyone—dogs included. She’s the type who walks into a room, does a polite sniff-around like she’s reading the vibe, and then settles in like she’s always been part of the group. She doesn’t need to be in the middle of the play session, but she likes to know she’s invited. Now, when she first met Major(the resident dog), things were… let’s say tense. He wasn’t thrilled to share the spotlight, but Asha handled it like a total pro—gave him some space, didn’t take his dramatics personally, and let him come around on his own timeline. (He did. He’s obsessed now.) She met a couple of kids recently—ages 8 and 11—and read the room better than most adults. The younger one was clearly a little intimidated by her size (fair, she is part pony), and Asha immediately softened her approach. No jumping, no wild energy—just a slow flop to the floor and a full tummy display, like, “I’m harmless, I promise. You can pet me now.” Cats? She’s seen one. Didn’t chase it, bark at it, or try to interview it. The cat was probably more concerned than she was. Asha just gave it a side glance like, “You do your thing, whiskers. I’ve got naps to take.” And when it comes to grown-ups? Asha thinks you’re great. All of you. She gives a warm, happy greeting without turning into a caffeine-fueled tornado, then politely parks herself nearby in case you feel like giving her some attention. She’s sweet, respectful, and somehow still manages to make every new person feel like they just met their favorite dog. Basically, she’s the total package—diplomatic, affectionate, and socially savvy. Asha’s energy level clocks in at a solid 3 out of 10—which is basically the canine version of a koala crossed with a sleepy golden retriever. If you’re looking for a dog who treats movement as an optional activity unless snacks or car rides are involved, congratulations—you may have just found your soulmate. She’s not going to be your hiking partner for that sunrise summit, but she will accompany you on a leisurely stroll. Despite her preference for lounging, she’s a surprisingly stellar road trip buddy. None of that “panting at every red light” drama here—she's more of a chill co-pilot, gazing out the window like she’s contemplating life’s deeper questions (like why pup cups aren’t free healthcare). With a little help from her doodle foster brother, she’s now a pro car companion—quiet, relaxed, and very pleased to be included. Leash walking? She’s not going to win gold in the Obedience Olympics, but she’s not trying to drag you down the block like a sled dog in the Iditarod either. Unless there’s another dog nearby—then she briefly becomes the mayor of Excitedville. And yes, if she catches a really interesting smell, expect a full-on stubborn statue moment. She’s only been on two “official” walks, but she strutted her stuff like she was auditioning for Dog Bachelor. As for her hobbies, it’s a pretty short list. Napping, cuddling, maybe trying a toy if no one’s watching. She’s dabbled in playtime—it was adorable and slightly awkward, like someone trying yoga for the first time—but she’d honestly prefer a 24/7 petting schedule. She’s not high-maintenance, but she is very in favor of being adored like the majestic, velvet-nosed queen she is.Her temperament? In a word: sweet. In more words: dangerously sweet. She bonds fast, loves hard, and has that “I will imprint on you like a baby duck” energy. She’s smart—like, “quietly outsmarting the humans and pretending she didn’t” smart. Her memory is suspiciously good, so don’t make promises you can’t keep... especially if those promises involve snacks. She absolutely loves being outside, so if you’re apartment-bound with no yard, she’s probably not your girl. She enjoys sunbathing, supervising passersby from a safe distance, and making sure the wind is doing what it’s supposed to. Bottom line: Asha is a low-drama, high-sweetness kind of dog who just wants a soft place to land, a few short adventures, and a lifetime supply of belly rubs. Asha is, in fact, potty trained. She’s polite, dignified, and far too fabulous to do her business indoors like some kind of heathen. As for kenneling... hard no. If you’re looking for a dog who happily trots into a crate and tucks herself in like she’s checking into a cozy doggy hotel, Asha is not your girl. She gave it an honest try—for two nights—and responded with what can only be described as soul-crushing wails straight out of a Victorian ghost story. Not barking. Not whining. Wailing. Like a heartbroken opera singer who lost her will to sing. She sleeps quietly through the night on her bed, doesn’t wander, doesn’t get into things, and generally acts like she’s been free-roaming responsibly her entire life. She doesn’t need a crate to behave—she just needs a home that understands that not every dog finds comfort behind a closed door. So, if you’re thinking of bringing her home and sticking her in a crate while you’re at work—respectfully, don’t. It simply isn't necessary for her. Asha’s barking style? Let’s just say she’s not out here narrating every squirrel movement like a neighborhood gossip, but she will absolutely sound the alarm if something seems off. Suspicious noise outside? Bark. Mailman approaching? Bark. Ghostly presence from another dimension? Possibly bark, just to be safe. She saves the big, dramatic barks for things she deems truly important(although you may not always agree on the level of importance)—like potential intruders, strange sounds, or, you know, a plastic bag blowing across the yard with malicious intent. When she’s bored or just wants a little attention, she tones it down to more of a low rumble or cute little "notice me" bark—kind of like she’s trying to keep it professional but still get her point across. If you’ve made it this far and are thinking, “Wow, this majestic land cloud sounds perfect”—you’re absolutely right. But before you go planning matching outfits and road trips, there’s one small catch: you’ll need to fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app (yes, we require paperwork—because this girl doesn't just deserve a home...she deserves the PYRfect home), and you'll need to come pick her up in Moore, Oklahoma. That’s right—no shipping, no teleportation, no Uber for dogs. Just you, your car, and the open road leading to the best decision you’ll ever make. Don’t worry—she’ll make it worth the drive.

Introducing Amadeus—because apparently someone took one of those giant stuffed bears from the fair, made it even fluffier, gave it four legs, and installed the gentlest soul imaginable. He’s a 3.5-year-old, 102-pound Great Pyrenees, which means yes, he is a lot of dog. Yes, he is a lot of fluff. And yes, you will look at him and think, “I need to hug that immediately.” Unlike the fair-prize bear you spent $47 trying to win before carrying home like an awkward piece of furniture, Amadeus is real, sweet, and capable of loving you back. His foster describes him as a gentle soul, which feels almost unfair. A walking teddy bear and a sweetheart? Sir, please leave some appeal for the other dogs. If you’ve ever wished that giant fair bear could climb down from the shelf and become your best friend, Amadeus would like a word. Preferably while you’re hugging him. 👉 Apply to adopt Amadeus: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app 📍Amadeus is being fostered in Cypress, TX. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport. Amadeus does well with other dogs, but he likes to begin new friendships with a brief evaluation period. He can be shy and reserved when they first meet. A friendly, gentle dog who gives him a little space will usually find that he warms up fairly quickly, and once he’s comfortable, he loves playing and spending time with his new friend. He would enjoy having another dog in his forever home, but he’s also perfectly happy being the only one. Amadeus doesn’t need another dog to complete him, but he’d be perfectly happy to share his home with one. He just isn’t looking for a roommate who operates in permanent rubber-ball mode, thinks Amadeus’s personal space is a community resource, and interprets “I’d like to lie down” as an invitation to wrestle. Give him a friendly dog who can say hello, let him warm up, and occasionally enjoy a good game without treating every waking moment like a puppy birthday party. Amadeus is a dignified teddy bear, not a wind-up monkey with cymbals—and he would appreciate a friend who understands the difference. He currently lives with two cats and gets along with them great. Amadeus has apparently expressed an interest in playing, while the cats have expressed an interest in absolutely anything else. He accepts this diplomatic setback without chasing or bothering them. Consider the size difference here: he is 102 pounds of Great Pyrenees, and they are tiny creatures with knives attached to their feet. Amadeus has wisely concluded that being enormous does not exempt him from respecting the cats’ boundaries. Children bring out his especially tender side. Amadeus has been around kids of all ages, including newborns through four-year-olds in his current home. His foster says he has always been incredibly patient and gentle with them, keeps a watchful eye on the little ones, and happily soaks up their cuddles. He is the sort of dog who looks like a storybook guardian came to life, except this guardian would also appreciate someone scratching behind his ears. A calmer home would suit him best, and he can do well with younger children who are gentle and respectful of his space. He’s a loving family dog, but even the world’s nicest 102-pound teddy bear deserves a chance to nap without somebody using him as playground equipment. When Amadeus meets new people, he doesn’t immediately hand over the keys to his heart. First comes a sniff. Then perhaps a thoughtful pause while he reviews your qualifications. If you offer pets and attention, though, he usually warms up pretty quickly. Once he knows you, he is loving and enjoys being around you. He’s not trying to play hard to get; he’s simply a gentle fellow who likes a minute to decide whether the new human is as nice as they seem. Spoiler: if you’re kind to him, your application for friendship has an excellent chance of being approved. After all, he is a Great Pyrenees not a Golden Retriever that could literally be dog-napped and still smother their dognapper in kisses. For all his impressive size, Amadeus is only about a 3/10 on the energy scale. That does not mean he intends to spend his entire life lying in one spot while you dust around him. He loves walks, enjoys hikes, and is fantastic on a leash. He’s a lovely companion for getting out and doing things, provided the itinerary also includes returning home, finding a comfortable place to lie down, and doing absolutely nothing for a while. He is both adventure buddy and homebody: ready to accompany you on a hike, then equally ready to become a very large floor ornament while everyone recovers. With 102 pounds to carry around, he has earned his downtime. He likes toys and enjoys fetch, too. This means you get the entertaining sight of a giant fluffy bear trotting after a toy with genuine enthusiasm, followed by the realization that he is somehow both majestic and ridiculous at the same time. Whether he’d enjoy playing in water is still unknown. Perhaps he’s a future swimming enthusiast. Perhaps he’ll take one look at a kiddie pool and file a formal complaint. That mystery remains for another day. Amadeus is excellent on walks, but car rides require a little more understanding. He does fine in the car, though longer trips can make him anxious, and he may need help getting in. Picture asking a 102-pound dog to fold himself neatly into a vehicle while remaining emotionally composed about the whole experience. He’ll appreciate patience, encouragement, and reassurance instead of a rushed “Come on, buddy!” while you contemplate whether you should have brought a loading ramp and two assistants. Loud noises can worry him, and he is not a fan of the vacuum cleaner. To be fair, the vacuum is a loud machine whose entire job is to patrol the house eating his fluff. His suspicion is understandable. Around the house, Amadeus has many excellent habits. He’s potty trained. He doesn’t chew things he shouldn’t, hasn’t shown any food or resource guarding, and hasn’t demonstrated a secret ambition to escape and tour the neighborhood. He doesn’t get on the couch, which is fortunate because at his size, “Amadeus on the couch” would mean the rest of the family needs new seating arrangements. He sleeps on a pet bed or the floor, presumably wherever he can stretch out and briefly convince passersby that someone left a bear rug in the hallway. He hasn’t been kenneled, so we don’t know how he would feel about a crate. A fenced yard would work for Amadeus, but he can also do well without one as long as he gets regular leash walks. He enjoys getting out with his people and has no known escape-artist tendencies. His one notable household announcement is barking when someone comes to the door or drops off a package. The delivery driver may think they are leaving a box unnoticed. Amadeus believes every incoming cardboard shipment deserves a press conference. He is, after all, a Great Pyrenees, and someone has to inform management that the porch has an intruder. Amadeus’s ideal family will appreciate the whole wonderful package: a giant, gentle dog who loves children, gets along with cats, can make friends with other dogs, enjoys walks and hikes, and treasures his quiet time at home. They’ll give him a little patience with introductions, car rides, and noisy things, and in return they’ll get a loyal, affectionate companion who is happiest being loved and included. Another gentle dog would be lovely, but he would also be delighted to receive all the attention himself. His perfect day isn’t complicated: a good walk, maybe a game of fetch, plenty of cuddles, and a peaceful place to recharge beside his people. So if you ever stared up at the giant bear at the fair and thought, “I would spend an unreasonable amount of money trying to take you home,” we have remarkable news. Amadeus is softer, sweeter, and considerably better company. You don’t have to win him with a carnival game. You just have to be the family who gives this gentle giant the love and forever home he deserves. If you’d like to bring him home, please fill out an adoption application so we can send it to his foster family. Yes, the actual application. Commenting “I NEED HIM” is understandable and, frankly, correct, but it does not tell his foster family where their beloved 102-pound house bear will be living. If you’re approved, you’ll need to pick Amadeus up in person in Cypress, Texas. He will not be mailed, delivered by carnival prize booth, or placed in an oversized box marked “FRAGILE: CONTAINS ONE VERY GOOD BOY.” 👉 Apply to adopt Amadeus: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app 📍Amadeus is being fostered in Cypress, TX. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport.