Size
(when grown) X-Large 101 lbs (46 kg) or more
Details
Good with kids,
Good with dogs,
House-trained,
Spayed or Neutered,
Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Introducing Rhodes—because apparently someone ordered a teddy bear, selected “commercial size,” added a lion’s mane, and then completely ignored the suggested weight limit. This 1.5-year-old, 100-pound male Great Pyrenees/Anatolian mix is what happens when Mother Nature makes something adorable and decides, “You know what? We’re going to need significantly more of this.”Yes, you read that correctly. One hundred pounds. Of majesticness. Rhodes didn’t come here to be a subtle addition to your household. He came here looking like a woodland prince who got into the royal protein powder. That gorgeous brown coat? Luxury carpeting. That magnificent head? A kissing booth with ears. The sheer amount of fluff? Enough to assemble a second Rhodes, although we recommend consulting your vacuum before expanding the franchise. And can we discuss that face? That is an aggressively kissable head. An entire family could take turns smooching his forehead and still leave several acres unattended. You were going to be sensible. You were going to admire him from a distance. Now you’re looking at your partner saying, “Okay, but technically, we already own a dog bed,” as though that resolves every logistical consideration involved in acquiring a small upholstered bear. At just a year and a half old, Rhodes has somehow achieved the distinguished appearance of a gentleman who owns a mountain lodge and the visual appeal of a stuffed animal you would absolutely bankrupt yourself trying to win at a carnival. He is handsome enough to make you embarrassing in public. Suddenly you’re showing strangers his picture in the checkout line. Nobody asked. They’re learning about Rhodes anyway. So yes, this boy is a keeper. Your resolve has put in its two weeks’ notice, your camera roll is preparing for a significant staffing increase, and somewhere, a lint roller just felt a disturbance in the force.
👉 Apply to adopt Rhodes:
https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app
📍 Rhodes is fostered in Norman, Oklahoma. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport.
Rhodes LOVES other dogs. You might expect a hundred-pound gentleman with a head the size of a Thanksgiving turkey to enter the room and establish himself as management. Instead, he’s surprisingly submissive with his canine friends. He isn’t particularly interested in being the big, intimidating boss. He would much rather be included in whatever everyone else is doing. Group sniff? He’s available. Hanging out? Already cleared his schedule. Bedtime? Excellent, he sleeps in the living room with his dog buddies, where he can contribute one hundred pounds of togetherness to the evening. Kids? Rhodes loves the girl next door and would happily accept her cuddles and affection as a permanent arrangement. His intentions are sweet. His understanding of his own dimensions is less impressive. This is a hundred-pound baby operating under the assumption that he takes up roughly the same space as a throw pillow. Older, respectful children would be the better fit, simply because affection delivered by a dog this size can become an unexpected lesson in physics. He doesn’t need children who want to climb Mount Rhodes; he needs buddies who can respect his space and enjoy the giant sweetheart underneath all that fur. Cats? Unfortunately, Rhodes believes they have agreed to participate in recreational activities. The cats have agreed to absolutely nothing. He finds them VERY interesting and believes chasing them is an excellent group activity, despite being the only member of the group who signed up. In his mind, they’re having a delightful time. In theirs, a horse has broken loose and is following them down the hallway. Meeting new people is a straightforward process: offer a Pyr paw, establish contact, unveil the belly. Rhodes has figured out that people possess hands and those hands could be scratching him, which makes introductions an excellent investment of his time. He may look like he guards an ancient fortress, but his visitor screening process appears to consist primarily of, “Can you reach this spot?”
Rhodes’s energy level is 5/10, which means he enjoys doing things but sees no reason to turn it into a lifestyle brand. A nice walk? Lovely. A small adventure? He’ll check his calendar. Training for a marathon? He supports your journey and will hold down the couch until you return. He’s currently more of a homebody, enjoying manageable outings while he settles in and learns how family life works. His adventurous side may grow with his confidence, but right now his ideal expedition involves sniffing something fascinating and returning home before anyone suggests an incline. Think recreational baby moose: willing to participate, delighted to be included, and equally available for an afternoon as a very expensive-looking area rug. On a leash, Rhodes is surprisingly polite for someone who could qualify as agricultural equipment. He generally walks nicely without pulling, allowing you to enjoy a stroll beside your handsome woodland gentleman—until a squirrel appears and he suddenly remembers he has urgent business in another zip code. Most of the time, you’re walking a lovely dog. Occasionally, you’re holding the hand of a hundred-pound toddler who just spotted Mickey Mouse. His person should be comfortable handling his size and strength, because that squirrel will not be helping with the situation. Car rides begin with Rhodes hopping right in on his own, because thankfully this particular bear is self-loading. At home, Rhodes likes toys. Fetch, however, has not inspired him. You threw it. You know where it is. He sees no reason to involve additional personnel. His opinion on water activities is still unknown.
The vacuum cleaner, on the other hand, has already received a thorough review: zero stars, suspected paw consumption, should be removed from the premises immediately. Rhodes may weigh a hundred pounds, but that machine has a hose and questionable intentions. Rhodes is potty trained and knows “sit” and “dinner,” because one of those commands has obvious career advancement opportunities. He is kenneled while his foster family is at work, although he would not describe himself as an enthusiastic member of the crate fan club. He also complains loudly when his people leave before eventually settling. Rhodes barks. Rhodes talks. Rhodes would like to know why you’re interrupting him when he clearly hasn’t finished. He has the booming voice of a dog who guards a medieval castle and the conversational restraint of someone who just discovered the neighborhood Facebook group. Tell him to behave and he may deliver a full rebuttal, complete with supporting grumbles and a closing “aroo” that suggests he’ll be taking this to corporate. You thought you were adopting a dog. Congratulations, you now live with a hundred-pound teenager who has never paid rent but would like some input on how this household is run. His foster has not observed food or resource guarding, and no escape attempts have been reported. A yard to patrol would suit him well, with a tall, secure fence preferred. He can supervise the grounds, conduct important sniff inspections, and return indoors to recover from the exhausting responsibility of being handsome on private property. What Rhodes is looking for is a family who sees both parts of him: the magnificent, enormous dog who turns heads, and the sensitive young soul still learning that he belongs. He needs patience, kind guidance, and people who can laugh at a little sass while helping him finish growing up.
If you’ve been looking for a dog who will love you with his whole enormous heart, befriend your other dogs, and present his belly to visitors like it’s the main attraction at a county fair, Rhodes would like to submit himself for consideration. This sweet, sensitive goofball has a lot of growing up left to do, but he already has the important part figured out: people are wonderful, companionship is everything, and being close to someone you love is worth taking up most of the couch. Somewhere out there is a family who will hear his ridiculous commentary, kiss that magnificent forehead, and wonder how they ever lived without a hundred-pound marshmallow supervising their day. Rhodes would very much like to meet them. Preferably before they buy decorative pillows and use up his budget.
Fill out an adoption application so we can send it to his foster family for review. Unfortunately, commenting “I NEED HIM” does not automatically generate paperwork, although we appreciate your accurate assessment of the situation. His foster family will choose the best fit for this big sweetheart.
Rhodes is being fostered in Midwest City, OK, and you must pick him up in person. No transports. Your future best friend is self-loading, comes with complimentary car-ride vocals, and has approximately an acre of forehead waiting for your first kiss. Surely that’s worth putting on actual pants and making the drive.
