Size
(when grown) Med. 26-60 lbs (12-27 kg)
Details
Good with kids,
Good with dogs,
Good with cats,
Spayed or Neutered,
Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Alright, settle in—yes, you too, stop pretending you don’t want to read about me. I am Hagrid… not yet the legendary groundskeeper of Hogwarts, but I have a heart approximately the size of the Great Hall… and absolutely no concept of personal space. If you’re sitting, I’m climbing into your lap. If you’re standing, I’m leaning against you. I bounce through life with the enthusiasm of a first-year who just discovered magic is real. Playtime? Mandatory. Naps? Optional. Siblings minding their business? Obviously in desperate need of me launching myself into their general vicinity like a fluffy, affectionate Hippogriff who skipped the “bow first” step. I give the kind of kisses that could probably qualify as a charm (possibly a slightly damp one), and I will happily curl up with you afterward like the world’s most loyal, oversized stuffed animal. Basically, I’m everything you didn’t know you needed.
I’m a 6-week-old, 7-pound male Border Collie mix, which means I am currently pocket-sized but operating under the firm belief that I am, in fact, a full-grown magical creature. I came to the rescue alongside my siblings after we all found ourselves in a shelter—clearly a very un-Hogwarts-like start to life, but don’t worry… I’m rewriting my story. Right now, I’m basically a tiny wizard in training—full of energy, curiosity, and just enough goofiness to keep things interesting. I love to play (constantly, obviously), I hand out puppy-breath kisses like they’re enchanted gifts, and when I’m all tuckered out, I transform into a snuggly little loaf who just wants to be close to my people.
As a proud namesake of Rubeus Hagrid, it is only fitting that I approach all creatures—great and small—with confidence, curiosity… and just a touch of “I absolutely believe I am the biggest thing in the room.” Other Dogs? Brilliant! Fantastic! 10/10 would approach again. I am not the least bit intimidated, mostly because I am under the impression I am at least the size of a small dragon. I love to play, I dive right in, and I assume everyone else is equally thrilled about my enthusiasm. Personal boundaries? Never heard of them. But I mean well… I just come in hot like a first-year who drank three butterbeers too many. Cats? Ah yes, the mysterious, possibly magical creatures. My experience so far is… nonexistent. They may be friends. They may be professors. They may be tiny judgmental overlords. Kids? I adore tiny humans. Truly. They are delightful, wiggly companions… with one small note: I am currently studying the ancient and sacred art of Ankle Nibbling. Think of it as my version of a love language. I get excited, I play, and sometimes I forget that not everyone appreciates being herded like a flock of enchanted sheep. BUT—when I’m not practicing my ankle-based wizardry, I am all about the cuddles, the snuggles, and being your loyal little shadow.
Right, so if we’re measuring energy levels like spells… I’m operating at about a Level 9 “Expecto Zoomius.” Which, for those unfamiliar, means I am powered by pure enthusiasm. I bounce, I pounce, I instigate. If there is fun to be had, I will find it—or invent it. BUT I am also an absolute cuddlebug. Once my magical energy reserves run low, I transform into a snuggly, kiss-giving, puppy-breath-scented loaf who just wants to be as close to you as physically possible. Preferably touching. Constantly.
Ah yes, welcome to the portion of my story where we discuss my ongoing education—because, shockingly, being naturally charming and devastatingly handsome is not considered a complete skill set. Potty Training: Currently a work in progress. I operate on vibes, not schedules. You will need patience, consistency, and the ability to celebrate outdoor bathroom breaks like you just won the House Cup. Leash Training: The concept of a leash is fascinating. I believe it is either a personal challenge or a decorative accessory. Either way, I may pull, zigzag, and investigate everything like I’m tracking a rogue Hippogriff. Guidance will be required. Socialization: I already assume everyone and everything exists to be my friend. This is adorable… and occasionally a bit much. I’ll need help learning appropriate introductions so I don’t come in like a magical wrecking ball of enthusiasm. Training (General Manners): Commands are currently more like… suggestions. I am very smart, which means I will absolutely learn—once we agree that participation benefits me personally. Treats will help us reach this understanding. Puppy Proofing: Your job is to remove temptation. My job is to test your commitment to that task. So, grab your wand (and maybe some chew toys), because class is officially in session. 🐾✨
And now… the part where you stop “just looking” and start making excellent life decisions.
You will, in fact, need to fill out an adoption application like the responsible, committed human you claim to be. Shocking, I know. Once you do that, the nice rescue people will send it over to my foster family so they can make sure you’re worthy of all this greatness.
And yes—you will also need to come pick me up in Oklahoma City, OK. I am many things… but I am not an Amazon Prime package.
So…
Apply at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app
Pack snacks. Prepare your home (and your heart).
I’ll be waiting. 🐾✨
