Bordoodle puppies and dogs in Tulsa, Oklahoma

Meet Richard Dawson. Named after a Hollywood heartthrob, built like a walking serotonin dispenser, and fully convinced the world exists solely to love him back. If you’ve ever wondered what would happen if you combined a charming 1960s game-show host, a golden retriever’s optimism, and a puppy who wakes up every day genuinely thrilled to exist — congratulations, you’ve just met him. Richard is sweet, happy, and operating under the firm belief that the world is mostly made of friends he simply hasn’t greeted yet. He’s the kind of pup who smiles with his whole body. Richard is a 5-month-old, 30ish pound male Border Collie mix with a rescue origin story that includes grit, survival, and narrowly avoiding becoming a snow-covered popsicle. Richard and his siblings were left to fend for themselves — outdoors, on their own, doing their best impression of rugged survivalists despite being… babies. Thankfully, a kind samaritan stepped in and kept them safe as long as they could. Still, they were living outside, and Mother Nature was fully preparing to drop her Arctic weather special complete with bitter cold and a whole lot of snow. Thanks to some amazing foster families, we were able to scoop him and his brothers up right before Mother Nature did her thing. Despite his rough start, Richard is shockingly sweet, happy, and still deeply convinced that people are wonderful and life is good. Richard likes other dogs.He gravitates toward the old souls. The mentors. The dogs who understand naps, boundaries, and minding their business. So yes, he’s young. As for people — Richard is shy at first, because he is a gentleman and not a golden retriever who throws himself at strangers for validation. He likes to observe. Assess. Decide if you are worthy. Once you pass the vibe check, though, he’s all in. As for kids, he hasn’t been around little ones, but given his overall vibe, he’d probably be fine — especially if the kids are the type who understand that not every dog wants to be grabbed like a stuffed animal at Target. Cats? Richard Dawson has not yet participated in a formal Feline Evaluation Program. At this time, cats exist purely as a concept to him — like taxes or parallel parking. Richard Dawson runs on a 5/10 energy setting. He’s active enough to have fun, chill enough to respect a nap schedule, and absolutely not interested in being a nonstop adrenaline machine. Adventure dog or homebody? Richard is adaptable. He can go places. He can stay home. He can supervise errands or supervise naps. His main requirement is snacks and moral support. Location is negotiable. Temperament-wise, Richard is sweet, happy, and gentle — with a shy, sensitive side that needs a moment to warm up. Once he decides you’re safe, though? Congrats. You’ve been promoted to Trusted Human. Benefits include loyalty, affection, and him quietly choosing you as his emotional support person. Water play? Absolutely not. He would like to be excluded from that storyline entirely. Toys? Yes. Toys are sacred. Toys are life. Housing-wise, Richard Dawson is very flexible and shockingly non-judgmental about square footage. Apartment? Sure. House? Great. Fenced yard? Love that for him. No fence but committed leash walks? Acceptable, as long as you mean it and aren’t lying to yourself. Richard Dawson is politely potty-training, which means he’s doing his best but still needs a solid schedule and a human who understands that “just vibes” is not an acceptable bathroom plan. He is kennel-trained and totally fine about it. Chewing? Shockingly innocent. He is not destroying shoes, furniture, or your will to live. Barking? He’s a casual commentator. Mostly quiet, but will absolutely join in if the rest of the dogs start a group discussion about nothing. Overall, Richard is a sweet, sensitive pup who started off shy, warmed up beautifully, and continues to improve with routine and structure. So here’s the deal — if you’re looking for a sweet, sensitive, ridiculously charming heartthrob who just needs a little structure and a lot of love, Richard Dawson is ready for his happily-ever-after. BUT. You cannot simply declare that you want him. This is not a drive-by adoption situation. You must fill out an actual adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it to his foster family — because yes, paperwork exists and yes, it matters, even when the puppy is extremely handsome. If approved, you will then need to pick him up in Hutchinson, KS. Richard does not ship. He does not teleport. He does not come with free delivery. This is part of the commitment, and frankly, he’s worth the trip.

Hi. I’m James Dean. Yes, that James Dean energy… just significantly fluffier and with way fewer bad decisions. I’d like to formally clear my name of any rumors suggesting I’m a wild rebel without a cause. I am, in fact, a rebel with a nap schedule. I’m calm, docile, and overall very go-with-the-flow. I love to play, but I don’t need to run your household or scale the furniture like a caffeinated raccoon. I’m easygoing, sweet, and genuinely just happy to be here. I’m the kind of guy who enjoys company, appreciates a good routine, and believes life is best when it includes snacks, soft places to lie down, and people who think I’m perfect (because I am). I’m a 4–5 month old, ~36-lb male Border Collie mix, which means I was genetically engineered to be fluffy, thoughtful, and quietly judging your life choices from a comfortable distance. I’m calm, docile, and very much an easygoing guy… until playtime happens and I briefly remember I am, in fact, a puppy. Then it’s a little bounce, a little zoom, a little “wow I love being alive,” followed by an immediate return to chill mode. Before all this luxury foster life business, my siblings and I were abandoned and left to fend for ourselves. Not ideal. A very kind Good Samaritan made sure we were fed and safe as best they could, but we were still living outside—and let me tell you, outdoor living hits different when Arctic weather and aggressively cold snow show up uninvited. Thankfully, rescue swooped in just in time, and now I’m warm, safe, and fully committed to never seeing winter from the outside again. I love other dogs. Love them. Adore them. Think they are the absolute best invention since treats. If there is another dog in the vicinity, I will happily engage in professional-grade playtime that includes wrestling, zooming, and the occasional dramatic flop for effect. I have not met a cat. That said, I’m a pretty calm, easygoing guy with excellent vibes and zero interest in unnecessary drama. I have not been around kids yet. What I can tell you is that I’m calm, gentle, and generally operate on “easygoing old soul” settings—so with proper introductions and supervision (because, again, puppy), I’d likely approach the situation with curiosity and polite confusion rather than chaos. On the official Energy Level Scale, I clock in at a very respectable 5. This means I enjoy playing, exploring, and having moments where I remember I am a puppy with legs that go fast… but I am not interested in turning your house into a 24/7 obstacle course. I do a little fun, a little frolic, and then I sit down like a gentleman. I would like to go on record as equal parts adventure-seeker and professional homebody. I enjoy adventures in reasonable doses, followed immediately by being inside. Warm. Safe. Preferably on furniture. In fact, I was the first among my siblings to locate the couch, recognize its importance, and claim it as a key resource. A natural leader, really. So I’ll happily join you for some playtime or exploring, but my heart belongs to indoor living, soft surfaces, and strategic couch naps. I like balance. I like comfort. My overall temperament? Calm. Docile. Surprisingly well-adjusted for someone my age. Don’t get me wrong—I am still pure puppy. I love to play, I enjoy a good romp, and I will absolutely entertain you just by existing because apparently I’m “funny to watch” and “so cute it hurts” (your words, not mine, but I’ll accept them). Water? I have not officially tested my feelings about pools, sprinklers, hoses, or any other suspicious wet situations. HOWEVER—I would like it noted for the record that I loved the snow. Now, let’s talk real estate. While I could theoretically adapt to many living situations, my ideal setup includes a yard. Yard playtime is my jam. I like being outside on my own terms, supervising the perimeter, casually existing near other dogs, and then wandering back inside when I’ve had enough fresh air. I don’t need constant human micromanagement, but I do appreciate having space to stretch my legs and enjoy some peaceful outdoor time. I am a puppy. A very good one. A calm one. A charming one. But still—a puppy. Which means my future family will need to come prepared to do some very normal, very responsible human things such as: potty training, puppy-proofing, socializing, and training me to become the excellent adult dog I am clearly destined to be. I need positive experiences with people, dogs, sounds, places, and everyday life things so I can grow into the confident, well-adjusted adult I am clearly destined to become. Clear expectations, gentle structure, and consistency will help me shine. I’m not here to run your household—I just need you to explain how it works. And now, the grand finale, brought to you by me—James Dean, professional heart-stealer and extremely reasonable puppy. I’m affectionate, laid back, funny without trying, and honestly just a very easy puppy to love. All I’m asking is that you fall in love (this part will happen automatically), fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app (this part requires effort), and then we’ll send it along to my foster family so they can confirm that yes, I am exactly as charming as advertised. Once approved, you will need to pick me up in OKC. I will not be shipping myself. I will not be Ubering. I will, however, be waiting patiently So go ahead. Apply. I promise to be worth the drive, the paperwork, and the lifelong commitment.

Hi. I’m Regina George. Yes, that Regina George. Except instead of ruling North Shore High, I currently rule the backyard, the toy basket, and your personal space. You’re welcome. I’m a happy-go-lucky girl with the emotional range of a golden retriever and the confidence of someone who absolutely knows she looks good in every light. Sunlight? Glowing. Kitchen lighting? Ethereal. Mud? Fashion statement. I’m an 9-week-old, 11lb female Border Collie mix who was part of an “unexpected litter.” Don’t worry, though — my mama is getting spayed. My siblings and I suddenly needed somewhere safe to go, and now here I am. Tiny. Fluffy. Slightly dramatic. Entirely adorable. Long story short, guys, if you want a puppy who stares into your soul while calculating how to outsmart gravity? That’s me. If you want a puppy who is sweet, playful, and already showing signs of being eager to please? Also me. If you want a puppy who will need you to actually engage your brain, I have one too? Definitely me. So yes, I may have started as an “unexpected” surprise… But I fully intend to be the best decision you ever make. Other dogs? Let's just say I don't just get along with them, I elevate the entire social atmosphere. I love other dogs. Big, small, fluffy, awkward — I assume everyone is my friend until proven otherwise. I come in confident, playful, and ready to mingle. No wallflower energy here. If someone is shy, I gently encourage them. If someone is playful, buckle up. If someone is grumpy… well, I will probably try once more just to be sure. Now let’s be honest. I am probably not for a grumpy old dog who believes fun was outlawed in 2009. If your resident dog prefers quiet reflection, herbal tea, and judging the youth from across the room… I may be a lot. I respect my elders, but I also believe in cardio and enthusiasm. I am eight weeks old. My hobbies include bouncing, initiating games, and assuming everyone wants to participate. Cats? Excellent question. The answer is… we have no idea. If you have a confident, dog-savvy cat who isn’t offended by enthusiasm, we could probably negotiate. If your cat prefers a quiet, statue-like existence? We would need to take things slowly and respectfully. Kids? Oh absolutely. I am being fostered with a 16 year old and I love to play, and kids who want an enthusiastic, zoom-ready companion are my kind of people. I match energy. If they’re laughing, I’m bouncing. If they’re running, I’m herding— I mean, accompanying. Very supportively. Now, let’s remember I am eight weeks old. I am small, wiggly, and occasionally forget that teeth are sharp. So supervision is key because I’m still learning manners and appropriate excitement levels. I’m not wild — I’m just new. Energy level? An 8. I wake up ready. Ready to play. Ready to learn. Ready to investigate why that shadow moved. I’ve got that happy, busy, Border Collie mix brain that likes to do things. Sitting around staring at walls is not my brand. But let’s be clear — I’m not unhinged. I’m not bouncing off drywall. I just have enthusiasm. Structured play? Yes. Training sessions? Love them. Backyard zoomies? Obviously. Snuggles after I’ve properly exercised my brain and body? Absolutely. Adventure-seeker or homebody? I would absolutely thrive on outings. New smells? New places? New people to charm? Sign me up. I have a curious little brain and I’d love to see what the world has to offer (with proper training and guidance, obviously — I’m not freelancing). But I’m also perfectly content turning your backyard into my personal enrichment center. Toss a toy, set up a little training session, let me zoom in circles like a tiny athlete — I don’t need a passport to be fulfilled. I just need engagement. I’m not a couch ornament. I’m also not demanding skydiving every weekend. I’m that sweet spot in the middle — active, curious, and happiest when I get to do life with you. Overall temperament? Picture a tiny motivational speaker with paws. I am happy-go-lucky in the most unapologetic way. I wake up assuming today will be amazing. I assume you are amazing. I assume the toy basket is amazing. I assume the wind is amazing. It’s a gift, really. I am powered by curiosity, playtime, and the deep belief that every moment is an opportunity to do something fun. But here’s the important part: that energy is paired with sweetness. I’m affectionate. I’m people-oriented. I genuinely like being near my humans. I’m not just busy — I’m engaged. I want to interact, learn, connect. Best living situation? Let’s not overcomplicate this. Secure. Fenced. Yard. I am an 8-week-old Border Collie mix with an energy level of “let’s do something productive.” A securely fenced yard gives me space to zoom, train, play, and burn off that brilliant little brain power safely. Could I technically live somewhere without a fence? Maybe. With a very committed, very active, very consistent human who understands that leash walks alone are not the same as structured play and mental stimulation. Now let’s be very clear about something: I am a baby. A fluffy, intelligent, rapidly learning baby. Which means my future family needs to be prepared. Potty training? I’m capable. I just need consistency. A schedule. Puppy-proofing? That’s on you. I explore with my mouth because I don’t have hands and Google isn’t accessible to me yet. Socialization? Crucial. I need to see the world in positive, structured ways. New people, new environments, new experiences — all introduced thoughtfully so I grow into a confident, well-rounded adult. That investment happens early. Training? Oh please, I’m a Border Collie mix. I want to learn. Use my brain. Teach me things. Challenge me. If you put in the effort, I will absolutely show off later and make you look good. But potential only turns into greatness if my family is ready to step up. If you’re excited about raising a smart, joyful, energetic girl into an amazing adult dog? We’re going to thrive. And now, the part where I gently remind you that your life could be significantly improved by adding me to it. I am sweet. I am playful. I am smart. I am the perfect blend of “let’s go do something fun” and “okay now let’s snuggle like we pay bills together.” If you are feeling emotionally moved (as you should be) about adopting me, here’s how this works: You don’t just message “is she available?” and hope I magically appear in your living room. No. You fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app. A real one. With effort. With intention. With the understanding that my foster family will be reviewing. Once approved, you will need to pick me up in Hutchinson, Kansas. I am not being shipped. I am not hopping on a Greyhound. I will be waiting in Hutchinson like the prize-winning, four-legged treasure I am. So go ahead. Submit the app. Clear your schedule. Gas up the car. I’ll be here — being adorable, being brilliant, and waiting for my forever humans to make the best decision of their lives. “Get in, loser. We’re going shopping.” — Regina George 💅🐾