Puppies and dogs in Mesa, Arizona

Darling little Benji! This little boy is playful & sooo sweet! Perfect personality, playful and loving. His little tail is always wagging and he's generous with his kisses. Just a little doll! We're guessing him to be a 3 month old Rottie mix. He's neutered, vaccinated & microchipped.

Meet Midge — The Sassy Little Grandma with an Old Lady Voice and a Heart of Gold! Five Years Young, and I've Got Plenty to Say! Well, hello there, sweetheart! My name is Midge, I'm five years old, and before you start making assumptions about my age, let me remind you that five is a perfectly fabulous time in a lady's life! I've got the personality of a sweet little grandma, the voice of an old woman who's been smoking cigarettes since 1962, and enough opinions to keep an entire retirement community entertained. I enjoy a good conversation, and if you've got a minute to listen, I've probably got something to tell you. I'm affectionate, curious, playful when the mood strikes, and incredibly content just being near my favorite human. I'm not one of those girls who needs constant excitement or a packed social calendar. Give me a comfortable couch, a good toy, and someone willing to listen to my commentary, and I'm happier than a grandma who just found out bingo night comes with free snacks! From the Streets to the Sweet Life My journey with Freedom Frenchie Rescue began at the San Diego Humane Society, where I found myself needing a second chance. Now, nobody knows every detail of what my life looked like before I arrived at the shelter, but let's just say I'm officially retiring from the streets. No more hood rat life for this girl! I've traded uncertainty for soft blankets, regular meals, medical care, and people who actually care about what happens to me. I'm still figuring out this whole rescue routine, and some things are taking me a little longer to understand, but I'm making progress every day. What's amazing is that despite whatever I've experienced in my past, I haven't lost my ability to love people. In fact, I think human companionship might just be my favorite thing in the entire world. There's something pretty special about a dog who has every reason to be cautious but still chooses to love with her whole heart. These Eyes Have Seen Some Things, Literally! Now, we need to discuss my eyes because they are currently receiving a whole lot of attention from my medical team. I arrived in rescue with a dermoid on one eye and chronic dry eye, which means I need daily eye drops to keep things comfortable and properly lubricated. My veterinarian examined me and explained that if the dermoid isn't causing pain or significant problems, removing the eye may not be necessary. The good news is that I'm not showing signs of pain, and we've been trying medication first to see how well my eye responds. However, Mo isn't completely comfortable leaving things at that, so I'm heading back to the veterinarian next week for another examination. We're still not certain whether my eye can be managed long-term or whether removal might ultimately be the best option. If surgery becomes necessary, my amazing rescue will cover the cost through their veterinarian because they're committed to making sure I receive the care I need. For now, we're taking things one appointment at a time, and I'm continuing to enjoy my life while the humans figure out the medical details. I See the World a Little Differently Yes, I can see, but my vision isn't exactly what it used to be, and sometimes I need a little extra guidance while navigating my surroundings. Occasionally, you'll catch me staring off into space like I'm contemplating the meaning of life, wondering whether I left the stove on, or trying to remember what I walked into the room for. Honestly, haven't we all been there? My humans understand that I may need a little help finding my way around unfamiliar places, and they're patient with me while I figure things out. I don't need anyone feeling sorry for me because I'm not sitting around feeling sorry for myself. I still enjoy my toys, explore my surroundings, seek out affection, and participate in life just like any other dog. My eyesight might not be perfect, but my ability to recognize love, kindness, and a comfortable place to nap is working beautifully. My Ears Have Their Own Medical History As if my eyes weren't getting enough attention, my ears decided they wanted to join the medical conversation too! I came into rescue with an ear infection, and I've been receiving medication to get that cleared up. I also have evidence of a previous ear hematoma, which has been improving over time. My ears need to be cleaned every few days, and that's something my future family will need to continue as recommended by my veterinarian. Anyone familiar with bulldogs and rescue dogs knows that ear problems can be fairly common, especially when they've gone without consistent medical care. Thankfully, I don't make a big production out of everything, and my rescue is helping me get caught up on the care I deserve. I may have a few extra maintenance requirements, but let's be serious, darling. Even a classic car needs a little attention to keep running beautifully! Toys, Stuffies, and My Very Important Suckling Schedule OH MY GOODNESS, THE TOYS! Now we're getting to the really important stuff! I absolutely adore my toys, and I have a particular weakness for soft stuffed animals that I can gently suckle while relaxing. There's something so comforting about having a favorite stuffie tucked between my paws while I settle in for a good rest. I also enjoy balls and chewing on my Bam-Bones, and I can entertain myself quite happily without needing someone to throw a toy every five seconds. Sometimes I'll just lie in my doggie bed with a ball in my mouth, looking perfectly content with the world. Other times, I'll get a little playful and show everyone that this grandma still has some pep in her step! I'm the perfect combination of playful and relaxed, and I believe every good day should include a little toy time followed by a well-deserved nap. Fine Dining on Grandma's Schedule I'm still learning that meals happen at certain times around here because, quite frankly, I've always been more of a grazer. I like to eat a little here, wander off to handle some important business, and then come back when the mood strikes. Apparently, my foster family has this thing called a feeding schedule, and they're encouraging me to participate like a responsible member of society. I'm trying, I really am, but old habits take a little time to change! Nobody knows exactly what my eating routine looked like before rescue, so we're giving me time to adjust to having consistent meals and a predictable daily schedule. The important thing is that I'm safe, cared for, and learning that I don't have to worry about where my next meal is coming from. That's a pretty wonderful feeling for a girl who's officially left her street days behind. Other Dogs Are Fine, Just Respect My Personal Space I don't mind other dogs at all, and I'm perfectly capable of living peacefully with canine companions who understand that a lady occasionally needs her personal space. I enjoy having other dogs around, and sometimes I'll even settle down beside one for a nap, provided nobody decides my favorite toy suddenly belongs to them. Now, here's where I need to be honest. I do have boundaries, especially when it comes to my belongings, and I expect my doggie roommates to respect them. If another dog gets too close to something I value, I'll usually give a warning first. I'm not looking for trouble, but I'm also not going to sit quietly while someone ignores my very reasonable request to back off. Thankfully, I'm easily redirected, and my foster family understands how to manage those situations. I've even been around other dogs while treats were being given out without showing resource guarding. I think I'd do best with calm, respectful dogs who understand canine communication and aren't constantly trying to climb into my personal bubble. I don't need to be the queen of the castle, but I would appreciate having my own little corner of it. My Old Lady Voice Deserves Its Own Podcast One of the things that makes me so entertaining is my voice. Apparently, I sound like a little old lady who has spent her entire life sitting on a porch, drinking coffee, and discussing the neighborhood gossip. I have thoughts, people, and sometimes I feel the need to share them! I'm not necessarily barking to cause a commotion; I just happen to enjoy a good conversation, especially when my favorite human is around to listen. The funny thing is that I was actually quiet in my kennel and didn't bark or whine while settling in. So while I certainly have the ability to express myself, I also know how to relax and enjoy some peace and quiet. I like to think of myself as selectively conversational. When I've got something worth saying, you'll hear about it, but I'm equally happy to curl up beside you and enjoy a little silence together. Smart Enough to Know What I Want Don't let my laid-back personality fool you because there's a clever little brain behind this adorable face. I already know how to sit, I enjoy treats, and I'm curious enough to investigate what's happening around me without turning the entire household upside down. I've handled stairs going both up and down, and I'm a wonderful passenger in the car. I don't need to make every outing into a major production, and I'm perfectly happy tagging along with my human when the opportunity presents itself. I appreciate having someone guide me when my vision makes things a little confusing, but I also enjoy figuring things out on my own. I'm not a helpless little lady waiting for someone to carry me through life. I'm a capable, affectionate dog who simply benefits from a little patience, understanding, and the occasional reminder that there's a step in front of me. My Love Language Is Your Undivided Attention If you really want to know what makes me happiest, it's having a human who genuinely enjoys my company. I love attention, affection, and being close enough to someone that I can feel like I'm part of their world. I'm magnetic in that way, and once you spend a little time with me, you'll understand what everyone means when they say there's just something special about Midge. I'm not overly demanding, and I don't need constant entertainment, but I absolutely appreciate someone who will sit beside me, talk to me, and remind me that I'm loved. Sometimes I'll climb into your lap for a little affection, and other times I'll settle into my own bed with a favorite toy while keeping you nearby. I think that's what makes me such a wonderful companion. I'm perfectly content sharing the ordinary moments of life, and I've learned that those moments can be the most meaningful of all. Calling All Retirees and Professional Couch Companions Now, let's talk about my dream home because I've given this some serious thought. I would absolutely LOVE to spend my days with an older lady or gentleman who appreciates a slower pace of life and understands the value of a really good couch. Someone who's retired, works from home, or simply enjoys having a loyal companion nearby would be wonderful for me. We could spend our mornings enjoying a little breakfast, take our time getting ready for the day, and settle in for some quality television watching with my favorite ball tucked safely in my mouth. I'm not looking for someone to take me hiking up mountains or train me for the next canine Olympics. I'd much rather have a peaceful home, a predictable routine, a comfortable doggie bed, and someone who thinks spending an afternoon relaxing together sounds like a pretty perfect plan. If you happen to enjoy talking to your dog, even better, because I've got an old lady voice and plenty of opinions to contribute to the conversation! I Haven't Forgotten How to Love Here's something I wish every person considering adopting a rescue dog could understand. Just because a dog has experienced hardship doesn't mean that's all there is to their story. I may have arrived with medical concerns, a few physical reminders of my past, and some uncertainty about how life is supposed to work, but none of those things define who I am. I'm still affectionate, still playful, still curious, and still willing to trust the people who show me kindness. I don't spend my days dwelling on what happened before rescue because, as far as I'm concerned, the best part of my life is happening right now. I'm learning that people can be gentle, that meals arrive regularly, that toys are meant to be enjoyed, and that there's nothing wrong with wanting to be loved. Whatever my past looked like, it hasn't taken away the beautiful little soul I have inside. My Future Might Look a Little Different, and That's Okay I want my future family to understand that my medical journey isn't completely finished yet. My eye will need ongoing care, including daily medication, and we're waiting for another veterinary examination to determine whether additional treatment or surgery will be necessary. My ears also require regular attention, and I'll need someone willing to keep up with those responsibilities. Freedom Frenchie Rescue is committed to addressing my current medical needs, including covering the cost of eye removal through their veterinarian if that becomes necessary. I know some people might read all of that and immediately decide I'm too much work, but I hope someone else will see what my rescue sees. A beautiful, affectionate five-year-old girl who has so much love left to give. My medical needs are part of my story, but they aren't my entire story, and they certainly don't make me any less deserving of a wonderful home. The Best Things in Life Aren't Always Perfect My name is Midge, and I'm a five-year-old sweetheart with an old lady voice, a toy obsession, a little sass, and a heart that somehow keeps getting bigger despite everything I've been through. I may need eye drops, regular ear care, and an occasional helping hand when my vision gets a little confusing, but what I offer in return is something you simply can't put a price on. I'm the girl who will happily curl up beside you after a long day, the one who will listen to your stories and occasionally offer a few comments of her own, and the one who will remind you that happiness doesn't have to be complicated. Sometimes it's a soft bed, a favorite ball, a good meal, and knowing that someone loves you exactly as you are. I don't need someone to give me a perfect life. I just need someone who understands that a beautiful life can still have a few imperfections. I've already left my hood rat days behind, I've got my retirement plans figured out, and I'm ready to spend the rest of my years being someone's favorite little old lady. So fluff up those couch pillows, turn on your favorite show, and save me a spot beside you. I'm Midge, sweetheart, and I think you and I could have a whole lot of wonderful conversations together! Midge is spay, microchipped, and vaccinated, her adoption donation fee is $1150.00. She is located in Mesa, AZ and you can apply for her at freedomfrenchierescue.org.

MEET DELIA — THE RADDEST LITTLE LOWRIDER ON THE BLOCK THE SOFT LIFE LOOKS REALLY GOOD ON ME Hi, I’m Delia! I’m 1.5 years old, a lowrider nano bully, and I come equipped with a spectacular underbite, a permanently peeking tongue, tiny cropped ears, and one of the sweetest personalities you could ask for. I came to Freedom Frenchie Rescue from the Arizona Humane Society, where I had arrived pregnant. My pregnancy was terminated and I was spayed while there, and because I was also struggling with severe skin issues, the Humane Society reached out to rescue for continued care. Fast-forward to today and my skin looks beautiful, I feel amazing, and that girl who was trying to figure out her new life has officially left the building. THIS IS DELIA 2.0 There was a time when everyone described me as the shy little girl who needed time to come out of her shell. Well, we can officially retire that description because I AM OUT. My foster family has given me love, security, good food, medical care, and the confidence to realize that life is actually pretty fantastic. I'm curious, affectionate, playful, goofy, and completely invested in whatever my people are doing. I've discovered there is an entire world out there to enjoy, and I fully intend to participate. MY PEOPLE ARE MY FAVORITE PEOPLE I absolutely LOVE affection. Belly rubs, kisses, cuddles, being held like a baby, crawling into your lap—I'm available for all of it. If you're sitting down, I'm probably going to assume you left room specifically for me. I'm incredibly loving and enjoy being close to my humans, but I'm also comfortable enough now to explore, play, and enjoy myself without constantly needing reassurance. I've learned that my people are still going to be there when I come bouncing back for another round of cuddles. I HAVE PLACES TO GO AND THINGS TO SNIFF I love going for walks, exploring, sunbathing, checking out what's happening around me, and taking in all the interesting smells and sounds the world has to offer. Cars, sirens, people, neighborhood activity—I'm interested in all of it and frequently respond with my signature head tilt while I investigate. Really loud or unexpected noises aren't my favorite, but these days I'm much more interested in experiencing life than hiding from it. There's simply too much going on out there for Delia to miss. LAMB CHOP, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED I love my toys, and Lamb Chop happens to hold a particularly important position in my life. I can happily entertain myself with my toys, play around the house, and then transition directly into cuddle mode when I've decided I've accomplished enough for one day. I'm still wonderfully calm and easygoing, but don't confuse "chill" with boring. There is a funny, playful little girl living inside this lowrider body, and now that I feel good, everybody gets to see her. THE DELIA WIGGLE HAS ENTERED THE CHAT When I'm excited to see you, my whole body gets involved. I don't simply wag my tail because that would be far too ordinary. My butt wiggles, my body wiggles, my little legs get moving, my tongue comes out, and suddenly you've got an entire lowrider traveling toward you in one happy wave. Add my ridiculous underbite and permanently peeking tongue to the situation and maintaining a serious expression around me becomes almost impossible. APPARENTLY I’M ALSO A GYMNAST I make the funniest little noises when I yawn or stretch, and sometimes I'll lie down with my back legs stretched so far apart that it looks like I'm casually practicing the splits. Nobody asked for this performance, but I provide it anyway. That's part of living with me—you start noticing all these weird little Delia things that somehow make you love me even more. MY HOUSE MANNERS ARE PRETTY DARN GOOD I'm potty trained and will go to the door when I need to go outside. I'm also crate and pen trained and sleep peacefully in my pen through the night until it's time to start another day. I'm easy to redirect, did wonderfully at the vet, and I'm fantastic about letting my foster family handle things like cleaning my ears. I'm not just an adorable face with a ridiculous tongue; I'm actually a really nice little roommate. SPA DAYS ARE PART OF KEEPING ME FABULOUS My skin has made an incredible transformation, and we want to keep it that way. My forever family will need to continue my regular skin maintenance and spa routine instead of waiting for problems to return before addressing them. My adorable little cropped ears also need regular cleaning because dirt and debris can collect in them quickly and cause irritation or infection. Thankfully, I make the whole process pretty easy because I'm extremely cooperative about being cared for. FOOD DESERVES ITS OWN PARAGRAPH Food and treats are very serious business in my world, and I don't understand why humans insist on pretending otherwise. I enjoy my meals, appreciate snacks, and believe treats are an excellent way to celebrate accomplishments both large and small. Went potty outside? Treat. Had my ears cleaned? Treat. Looked exceptionally cute while lying on the couch? Obviously, treat. I like a little cucumber in my water please it keeps it fresh, you humans drink it so why can’t I! I KNOW HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS NOW Meeting new people isn't the big scary event it once was. I may still take a minute to check someone out because I have standards, but I'm no longer that little girl hiding inside herself. I've built wonderful relationships with the men in my foster family, including my foster dad and foster uncle, and I've continued doing well as I've met new people. Give me a respectful introduction instead of overwhelming me, and I'm perfectly capable of handling the rest. I MAY BE SHY IN TRANSITION, BUT DON’T BABY ME Here's the most important thing my future family needs to understand about me: I may be shy again when I first transition into my new home. New house, new smells, new people, and a completely different routine are a lot to take in. Please don't mistake that temporary uncertainty for the confident girl I've become, and don't feel sorry for me and start letting everything slide because I'm adjusting. That's actually the opposite of what I need. BE MY LEADER FIRST, THEN BRING ON THE CUDDLES I need you to be my leader from day one. Show me the routine, give me boundaries, be consistent, follow through, and help me understand exactly what is expected of me. Structure makes me feel safe because I don't have to guess what I'm supposed to do. Once I've mastered the routine and understand where I fit, then bring on ALL the cuddles. Belly rubs, kisses, lap time, baby holding and ridiculous amounts of love are absolutely encouraged once we've built that foundation together. I PROMISE I WON’T LET YOU DOWN Give me that foundation and I promise I'll meet you there. Once I understand the routine and know you're my person, I'm going to be your best friend. I'll follow your lead, love you with my whole little lowrider heart, make you laugh with my wiggles and underbite, and remind you every day why you chose me. I may need a minute during transition, but don't mistake that for the girl I'm going to be once I'm settled. I will not let you down. I’M LOOKING FOR A HOME THAT FITS ME I'm a sweet, affectionate girl who has found her confidence, but I still appreciate people who understand boundaries and don't overwhelm me. Children in my forever home should be 10 years old or older so everyone can respect my space while still enjoying all the love and silliness I bring. My rescue is continuing to learn more about my interactions with other dogs as I safely meet new friends, so they'll use what they know about me to help determine the right match. THE GIRL YOU SEE TODAY IS THE REAL DELIA I'm not waiting to come out of my shell anymore. I'm already here. I'm walking, exploring, playing with my toys, sunbathing, investigating the neighborhood, demanding belly rubs, climbing into laps, wiggling my entire body when I'm happy, and thoroughly enjoying being spoiled by the people who love me. Rescue didn't change my sweet nature—it gave me enough security to let the rest of my personality finally shine. THE RADDEST KID ON THE BLOCK IS READY At three years old, I've already learned what it feels like to be cherished, comfortable, healthy, confident, and completely loved, and I have no intention of going backward. I'm ready for walks, toys, adventures, ridiculous stretches, sunshine, cuddles, treats, belly rubs, and a family who will lead me through the transition and then love the heck out of me once I know the routine. Give me that, and I promise I'll give it right back. Because I'm not the scared little girl waiting to discover life anymore. I'm Delia, I'm living it—and I'm pretty sure I'm the raddest kid on the block. Delia is spay, vaccinated, and microchipped, her adoption donation fee is $1150.00. She is currently being fostered in Scottsdale, AZ, you can apply for her at freedomfrenchierescue.org

Meet Gravy — Stetson's Long-Lost Twin, Powered by Chaos, Cuteness, and Unlimited Puppy Energy! Four on Paper, Two and a Half in Spirit! Well, hello there, beautiful people! My name is Gravy, I weigh a fabulous 25 pounds, and according to the shelter, I'm four years old. Now, Mo and the Freedom Squad aren't entirely convinced about that number because my energy, personality, and overall demeanor suggest I might be closer to two and a half! Nobody knows my exact birthday, but I can assure you that whatever age you put on my paperwork, I've got the enthusiasm of a puppy who just discovered the world is one giant playground. Seriously, the amount of energy flowing through this little French Bulldog body should probably be studied by scientists because I wake up every morning like I've just been plugged into a 220-volt outlet! If you remember Stetson from the Freedom Squad, then congratulations, because you've basically found his long-lost twin. Except I'm Stetson times TEN when it comes to energy! I've got that ridiculously adorable face, the most magnificent forehead wrinkle you've ever seen, and a personality that makes it nearly impossible to stay serious around me. Underneath all that excitement is a boy who genuinely wants nothing more than to be loved. The Shelter Lost a Celebrity, and Nobody Noticed! My story started at a local animal shelter, where I ended up waiting for my owners to come back for me. Unfortunately, that never happened. Now, I'm not going to spend my time wondering why someone didn't return for a face like mine because, quite frankly, that's their loss! I mean, have you SEEN this forehead wrinkle? People pay good money for faces with character, and I came equipped with one of the finest bulldog expressions in the business. Thankfully, Freedom Frenchie Rescue came along and recognized that beneath all this energy and enthusiasm was a pretty spectacular little guy who deserved another chance. I arrived with no known major health concerns, a whole lot of personality, and absolutely no intention of letting my past determine my future. I may have been overlooked once, but I have a feeling my forever family is going to take one look at me and wonder how they ever lived without this much Gravy in their life. Warning: Professional Photography May Require Bribery Apparently, the humans have been trying to get some really nice pictures of me for my adoption profile, and I have one very important question. WHY? Why would anyone expect a handsome, energetic Frenchie to sit perfectly still when there are approximately a million more interesting things happening around him? I'm not a statue, people! I'm a living, breathing, bouncing little masterpiece, and I believe my photos should reflect that. My foster family has discovered that squeaky toys and treats are the secret to getting my attention, although I make absolutely no promises about how long that attention will last. You might get one perfect picture, followed by 47 blurry photos of my forehead, my backside, and whatever direction I happened to be running. But honestly, that's part of my charm. I'm not the kind of guy who sits around waiting for life to happen. I'm the guy who makes life happen, preferably at full speed and with a toy in my mouth. Leadership Required — Applications Now Being Accepted! Now, before you fall completely in love with my ridiculously cute face, we need to discuss something very important. I NEED A LEADER! Not someone who thinks yelling louder makes them the boss, and definitely not someone who believes letting me do whatever I want is a form of love. I need a confident, consistent human who understands structure, boundaries, and how to guide a dog who has enough personality to run a small corporation. Because here's the truth: if you don't establish the household rules, I will happily create my own, and I can almost guarantee you won't approve of half of them! I'm smart, I listen, and I'm actually very easy to redirect when someone communicates clearly with me. What I need is someone willing to follow through and help me understand what's expected. I don't need to control the household, but without guidance, I might certainly give it a try. A little leadership goes a long way with a guy like me, and when I know someone else is confidently handling the important decisions, I can focus on what I do best: being an absolutely fantastic dog. Leash Walking Is Currently Under Construction Let's talk about my walking skills because, well, they're a work in progress! Apparently, walks are supposed to involve moving in a relatively organized direction while remaining connected to the human holding the leash. Interesting concept, but I haven't completely mastered it yet. Right now, my foster family is working with me using a slip lead and teaching me how to follow direction instead of assuming that every outing should be an independent expedition. I need someone who will continue this training with patience, consistency, and proper guidance because leash manners aren't something that magically appear overnight. I'm not a bad dog on a leash; I'm simply a dog who needs to learn what walking politely actually means. The encouraging part is that I'm responsive, willing to listen, and easy to redirect, which gives me a wonderful foundation to build on. My future family just needs to understand that training doesn't end when adoption papers are signed. That's actually when the real teamwork begins. Social Butterfly? More Like Social Caterpillar! Here's something that might surprise you about a guy with this much personality. Crowds and busy social situations can make me pretty nervous! I know, I know, you'd think someone with my confidence and enthusiasm would be the life of every party, but sometimes all those people, noises, and unfamiliar experiences are just a little overwhelming. I'm still learning how to navigate the world outside my comfort zone, and I need someone who understands that confidence is built through positive experiences, not by throwing me into situations I'm not ready to handle. I don't need to attend every dog-friendly festival, visit crowded patios, or meet 25 strangers on a Saturday afternoon. What I need is a human who can recognize when I'm uncomfortable, guide me calmly, and help me build confidence at a pace I can handle. I'm making progress, and with the right person helping me along, I believe I'll continue growing into a more comfortable, confident little gentleman. Just don't expect me to become the mayor of the dog park overnight! The Ladies Love Gravy! Now, when it comes to other dogs, I'm actually a pretty good little guy! I enjoy canine companionship, and I'm not someone who goes around intentionally starting trouble or looking for arguments. However, my rescue believes I'd be happiest in a home with one other dog, preferably a female, while I continue learning how to settle into a balanced routine. I have plenty of energy, and sometimes having too many personalities in one household can make things more complicated than they need to be. A friendly, well-matched female companion could be a wonderful fit for me, especially with humans who understand proper introductions, decompression, and giving everyone their own space. I don't need an entire pack to feel fulfilled. One good doggie friend, a consistent routine, and people who know how to manage the household would suit me just fine. Besides, every handsome gentleman deserves a lovely lady to impress with his magnificent forehead wrinkles! Toys, Treats, and the Art of Getting My Attention If you want to know the quickest way to become my favorite human, I've got two words for you: TOYS AND TREATS! I absolutely love playing, and toys are one of my favorite ways to burn off some of this incredible energy. A squeaky toy is basically my kryptonite, and the moment I hear that glorious little squeak, you've got my full attention. Well, at least until something else exciting happens! I'm also very food motivated, which makes treats a wonderful tool for training and reinforcing good behavior. I love interacting with my humans, and I'm happiest when someone is actually engaging with me rather than expecting me to entertain myself all day. Whether we're practicing basic manners, playing with toys, or simply spending time together, I want to be involved. I'm a people-loving little guy who thrives on attention, and I'll happily put on an entire performance if it means earning a little praise and affection. Table Manners? Let's Not Get Carried Away! I should probably warn you that I'm not exactly what you'd call a refined gentleman when it comes to eating and drinking. Mealtime is an event, and I approach it with the same enthusiasm I bring to absolutely everything else in life. Sometimes my food ends up in places it probably shouldn't, which is why my foster family has discovered that a slow feeder is an excellent invention. It helps me pace myself and keeps more of my dinner where it belongs instead of decorating the surrounding area. And WATER? Oh, sweetheart, you might want to keep a towel nearby because when I drink, apparently I believe the entire floor should participate! My tongue has a mind of its own, occasionally slips right up over my lip, and somehow manages to turn a simple drink into a miniature splash zone. I can't explain the physics behind it, but I can promise you it's entertaining. Some dogs drink delicately. I prefer to make a statement! Play Hard, Sleep Harder — The Frenchie Triathlon Now, I know what you're thinking. Does this boy EVER calm down? And the answer is ABSOLUTELY! I may have enough energy to power a small city when I'm awake, but when I'm finished playing, I can nap like an Olympic champion. I'm talking about the kind of deep, dramatic French Bulldog sleep that makes you wonder whether I've just completed a triathlon, climbed Mount Everest, and run a marathon before lunchtime. One minute I'm bouncing around the house with a toy, and the next I'm completely passed out, recharging my batteries for the next round of excitement. That's the beautiful thing about me. I love being active, but I also appreciate a really good nap. I just need a home that provides an appropriate outlet for my energy, keeps my mind engaged, and helps me understand when it's time to settle down. Once I've had my fun, I'm more than happy to join the household relaxation committee. I'm Not Naughty, I'm Just Learning the Rules Here's something I really want my future family to understand. I'm not a difficult dog, and I'm certainly not a bad one. I'm a rescue dog who's still learning what it means to live in a structured home with consistent expectations. Some of my behaviors are simply habits that need guidance, and those habits may look a little different as I adjust to a new household. What matters is that I'm willing to learn, I respond to direction, and I genuinely want to please the people who care for me. I don't need someone who expects perfection on day one or gives up when I test a boundary. I need someone who understands the 3-3-3 rule, gives me time to decompress, and is committed to continuing the work my rescue has started. A dog like me can absolutely thrive with the right leadership, but my success depends on having humans who are just as committed to learning and growing as I am. Underneath All This Energy Is a Boy Who Just Wants Love For all my excitement, my goofy behavior, and my occasional attempts to take over household management, there's something incredibly sweet about me. I really do just want to be loved. I enjoy attention, I respond to affection, and I want to be part of someone's life in a meaningful way. I'm not looking for a family who simply thinks I'm adorable, although I certainly understand why that would be their first impression! I'm looking for people who see beyond the wrinkles and the energy and recognize a dog who needs guidance, consistency, companionship, and a place where he finally belongs. I have so much personality and so much love to offer, and I think the right family is going to discover that life with me is never boring. There will be laughter, learning, a few messy water bowls, and probably some very entertaining moments along the way, but there will also be a whole lot of love. Stetson Lasted Two Days... Should I Start Packing? Now, if you've been following Freedom Frenchie Rescue for a while, you might remember a handsome fellow named Stetson. Apparently, he found his forever family in just TWO DAYS! TWO! And considering I look like his younger, extra-energetic twin, the humans around here seem to think I might not be available for very long either. Personally, I don't know what all the fuss is about. I mean, yes, I'm ridiculously handsome, yes, I've got a forehead wrinkle that deserves its own fan club, and yes, I'm an incredibly fun little guy, but I also know that finding the RIGHT family is far more important than finding the fastest one. My rescue wants me to have a home where I'll be understood, guided, and loved for the rest of my life, and that's exactly what I deserve. So while the humans are making predictions about how quickly I'll get adopted, I'll be over here playing with my toys, practicing my manners, and waiting for the people who are truly meant for me. The Gravy Train Is Leaving the Station! My name is Gravy, and whether I'm really four years old like the shelter says or closer to two and a half like my rescue suspects, one thing is certain: I'm 25 pounds of pure French Bulldog enthusiasm and one of the most entertaining little guys you'll ever meet. I've got no known major health concerns, an unforgettable face, a spectacular forehead wrinkle, and enough personality to make every day feel like an adventure. I'm still working on my leash manners, building confidence in busy environments, and learning that humans are supposed to make the household rules, but I'm smart, responsive, affectionate, and eager to be part of a family. My rescue is still learning more about me, and as my foster mom shares additional updates, we'll continue adding to my story. For now, what we know is that I'm a wonderful little guy with enormous potential, and I need a family willing to give me the structure and commitment I deserve. I didn't get to choose what happened to me before rescue, and I certainly didn't understand why my people never came back. But I do get another chance at finding someone who will never leave me waiting again. So if you've got a sense of humor, a little patience, a confident approach to leadership, and enough love for a Frenchie who lives life at full speed, I think we might be perfect together. Just remember, life is always better with a little Gravy, and this Gravy comes with extra wrinkles, unlimited entertainment, and a whole lot of heart! Gravy is neutered, microchipped, and vaccinated, his adoption donation fee is $1150.00. He is located in Gilbert, AZ and you can apply for him at freedomfrenchierescue.org.

A Little Truffle With a Whole Lot of Soul Hi, I'm Truffles about 5ish years old. Yes, like the fancy little chocolates, except I'm 27 pounds of wrinkles, short legs, squishy cheeks, and pure sweetness. I'm somewhere between three and four years old, and while I may be built like a tiny bulldozer, I have the heart of a marshmallow. I know my face gives off a slightly serious, possibly judgmental expression, but don't let that fool you. I'm actually one of the gentlest little girls you'll ever meet. I'm affectionate, easygoing, and happiest when I'm surrounded by people and dogs who make me feel safe. I don't need to be the center of attention every second, but I certainly appreciate knowing where my humans are at all times. After all, somebody has to supervise this household, and I take that responsibility very seriously. My Past Is a Mystery, but My Future Doesn't Have to Be I can't tell you exactly how I ended up needing rescue, and honestly, I'd rather focus on where I'm going than where I've been. What I can tell you is that I'm still figuring out this whole business of being loved, having a routine, and understanding that the people who care about me aren't going to disappear. Sometimes the simplest things take me a little longer to understand, not because I'm stubborn or unwilling, but because I'm still learning to trust the world around me. My foster family has been showing me what a normal, happy dog life looks like, and I'm slowly discovering that it's actually a pretty wonderful place to be. The Great Backyard Negotiations My foster mom has this enormous backyard, and once I'm out there, I absolutely love it! There's sunshine to soak up, grass to stroll through, interesting things to sniff, and other dogs to watch while they go about their very important dog business. The funny part is getting me to actually GO outside. You would think watching all my foster siblings head out the door would be enough motivation, but apparently I like to keep everyone guessing. I know where the door is, I understand the general concept, and yet sometimes I stand there looking at everyone like they've just suggested I take a trip to the moon. I'm not opposed to the backyard; I simply believe all major outings deserve a little consideration before departure. Excuse Me, I Thought We Were Going to the Kitchen! Mornings are particularly entertaining because I know there's a routine, but I occasionally have my own interpretation of how that routine should unfold. While everyone else is heading outside for potty time, I sometimes decide the kitchen sounds like a much more appealing destination. Can you blame me? That's where the food lives! My foster mom gently redirects me with a few encouraging words and some little "scoot scoots," and eventually I make my way outside like that was my plan all along. I'm mostly potty trained, although I still have an occasional accident. We're working on building my confidence and helping me understand that going outside doesn't mean I'm being left behind. With patience, consistency, and reassurance, I'm getting better at navigating this whole routine. Moch and Me: The Lowrider Wrestling Federation Now, before you decide I'm just a quiet little couch ornament, allow me to introduce you to my foster sister, Moch. This girl is my partner in crime, my wrestling opponent, and quite possibly my favorite source of entertainment. Put the two of us together and suddenly you've got 54-ish pounds of lowrider chaos rolling around like two furry potatoes fighting over the last french fry. We wrestle, tumble, playfully mouth each other, and carry on for a solid 45 minutes like we're competing for a championship belt. It's ridiculous, it's hilarious, and it's probably the most athletic either of us will ever look. Then, just as quickly as the madness begins, we're exhausted and ready to collapse into a well-earned nap. Professional athletes need their recovery time, you know. A Little Less Hearing, A Whole Lot More Living I also underwent TECA surgery, and I am happy to report that I have healed beautifully! My ears may not work quite like they used to, and I am a little hard of hearing, but that certainly hasn't slowed me down. I'm thriving, enjoying life, and soaking up every bit of love that comes my way. You might just have to speak a little louder to get my attention, but trust me, once I know you're talking to me, I'm all ears! Well, figuratively speaking, of course. My hearing might not be perfect, but my heart works just fine, and I've got plenty of love to give! Sunshine, Snuggles, and Supervising the Neighborhood When I'm not busy defending my wrestling title, I'm actually a pretty laid-back little lady. I love wandering around the yard, finding a comfortable patch of sunshine, and watching the world go by. I enjoy being around other dogs and seem to take comfort in their company, even when I'm not actively playing with them. I'm also quite happy following my humans around, checking in on what they're doing, and making sure nobody has wandered off without notifying me. I don't need constant entertainment or a packed social calendar. Give me a comfortable place to relax, some canine companionship, a little sunshine, and people who enjoy having a short-legged shadow, and I'm perfectly content. The Face Says Judgment, but the Heart Says Love I realize I have one of those faces that looks like I'm silently questioning every decision you've ever made. My eyebrows have opinions, my wrinkles have wrinkles, and my little underbite certainly doesn't help my case. But underneath that serious expression is an incredibly gentle, affectionate girl who genuinely enjoys being loved. I don't have to push my way into every situation or demand that the entire household revolve around me. I'm perfectly happy just being included, knowing I belong, and having the freedom to be my sweet, slightly goofy self. And once you see me wrestling with Moch or wandering around the yard on these little legs, I promise that serious face becomes even funnier. Confidence Isn't Built Overnight One of the most important things my future family needs to understand is that I'm still building confidence. New routines and unfamiliar situations may require extra encouragement, and I need someone who won't mistake my hesitation for disobedience. I do best with calm, consistent guidance and people who understand that trust is something we build together. Freedom Frenchie Rescue believes strongly in allowing dogs time to decompress, and I am definitely a girl who will benefit from that patience. Please don't rush me into everything at once or expect me to have life completely figured out the moment I walk through your door. Give me structure, reassurance, and the opportunity to learn at my own pace, and you'll get to watch my personality blossom. My Perfect Forever Home I'd love a home with people who appreciate a gentle, affectionate companion but also have a sense of humor about the occasional bulldog shenanigans. Another friendly, playful dog could be a wonderful match for me because I genuinely enjoy canine companionship, especially when there's an opportunity for a good wrestling session. I'd also love a family who understands that my potty training is still a work in progress and who will continue helping me build confidence with a predictable routine. I don't need perfection, expensive toys, or someone who expects me to become a different dog. I need patience, kindness, consistency, and a family who sees the beautiful little soul underneath all these wrinkles. One Little Truffle, One Very Big Promise Here's what I hope you understand about me. I may not be the dog who races through the door ready to conquer the world on day one. I might need a little encouragement to go outside, a little reassurance when things feel unfamiliar, and an occasional reminder that the backyard is not, in fact, the kitchen. But I have so much love to give, and every day I'm learning how wonderful life can be when you're surrounded by people who care. I'll make you laugh with my serious little face, entertain you with my lowrider wrestling moves, and remind you that sometimes the sweetest things in life come in the most unexpected packages. My name is Truffles, and I'm not asking for the whole world. I'm just asking for a little piece of it where I finally belong. Preferably with sunshine, a wrestling buddy, and a kitchen I'm allowed to visit after potty time. Truffles is spay vaccinated and microchipped. Her adoption donation fee is $1150.00 and she is being fostered in Mesa, AZ. You can apply for her on our website at freedomfrenchierescue.org.

The Long-Bodied, Short-Legged King of Comedy! Three Years Old and a Whole Lot of Personality! If laughter is the best medicine, Fergus might just be the cure for everything! This three-year-old brindle merle goofball came to us from Maricopa County, and we quickly discovered that there is absolutely nothing ordinary about this guy. With his ridiculously long body, short little legs, one ear standing at attention and the other doing whatever it wants, Fergus looks like someone assembled him using spare parts from a few different breeds. We aren't entirely sure what he's mixed with, but whatever the combination, the result is pure entertainment! He's got the kind of personality that fills an entire room, and the funniest part is that he doesn't even realize how entertaining he is. Professional Clown, Full-Time Playmate! Fergus wakes up every morning ready to have the best day of his life, and he expects everyone around him to participate! This boy LOVES to play, wrestle, chase, and generally make a complete fool of himself. His former foster brother Waffles, who has since been adopted, was his absolute best friend. Those two had matching energy and could entertain each other for hours. Fergus would absolutely love another playful dog who can keep up with his enthusiasm and appreciate his never-ending desire to have a good time. He's happiest when he's surrounded by positive energy, good company, and someone willing to participate in his ridiculous little adventures. Big Personality, Selective Hearing! Now, we aren't going to pretend Fergus is some perfectly obedient little gentleman. He's stubborn, occasionally acts like he's never heard his name before, and has a tendency to believe that his agenda is the only one that matters. He knows how to sit, walks nicely on a leash, and is perfectly capable of listening when he decides it's worth his time. He also happens to love getting his picture taken, which is convenient because he's ridiculously photogenic! He's got a mind of his own, but honestly, that's part of what makes him so entertaining. Fergus doesn't necessarily follow the rules of society. He prefers to make his own and hopes everyone else will eventually catch on. SHOPPING IS MY CARDIO, AND COMPLIMENTS ARE MY CURRENCY! If you think Fergus is just a dog who enjoys hanging around the house, think again! This boy absolutely LOVES going shopping, and we're not talking about a quick trip to the pet store. We're talking Home Depot, HomeGoods, and anywhere else he can make a public appearance. Fergus walks through Home Depot like he's the mayor making his weekly rounds, except he has absolutely no intention of minding his own business. Every person who passes him is a potential admirer, and he fully expects them to acknowledge his presence. He'll stop, sit down, and patiently wait for someone to pet him because apparently everyone came to the store specifically to meet Fergus. And if you happen to compliment him? Oh, he knows exactly what you're saying! We're convinced this dog understands every word because he absolutely soaks up the attention like the little celebrity he believes himself to be. HOMEGOODS? MORE LIKE FERGUSGOODS! We even took Fergus to HomeGoods, where you would think a dog might be interested in checking out the toys or sniffing around the merchandise. Not Fergus! He couldn't have cared less about any of that. His entire mission was to meet as many people as humanly possible. He wanted everyone to stop what they were doing, acknowledge his fabulous existence, and give him some love. He is incredibly social with people when we're out and about, and there's something hilarious about watching this oddly proportioned little bulldog sit down in the middle of a shopping trip and wait for his next round of compliments. He doesn't need you to buy him anything. He just needs the general public to recognize how spectacular he is. Honestly, taking Fergus shopping is less of an errand and more of a public meet-and-greet. ROAD TRIP? I'LL GRAB MY THINGS! Another wonderful thing about Fergus is that he's fantastic in the car! He doesn't mind traveling at all and seems perfectly content being along for the ride. Whether you're running errands, heading out for a little adventure, or just taking a drive, Fergus is happy to join you. Sometimes, when the sun is shining through the back window, he likes to hop into the back area so he can soak up the sunshine and stare at the cars behind him. Apparently, he enjoys supervising traffic and making sure everyone knows there's a very important Frenchie on board. Of course, he'll need to travel safely secured in an appropriate car restraint, but the good news is that he genuinely enjoys being your copilot. For someone who loves getting out and meeting people, being comfortable in the car is just another wonderful part of his personality. THE STARING CONTEST YOU WILL NEVER WIN! There's another little quirk about Fergus that deserves its own explanation. This dog LOVES to stare at you. And we don't mean a quick glance because he's waiting for dinner or hoping you'll throw a toy. We mean he will sit there and stare, and stare, and stare some more. You can look directly back at him, and he will continue studying your face like he's trying to read your deepest thoughts. Sometimes it feels like he's having an entire conversation with you without making a sound. Other times, you start wondering whether you've offended him, forgotten an important appointment, or simply failed to meet his expectations for the day. Whatever is going through that funny little head of his, he certainly knows how to make eye contact. It's one of those adorable, slightly ridiculous habits that makes Fergus so unforgettable. FASHION? SURE, I'LL WEAR THAT! Fergus is also perfectly comfortable wearing clothes, which is fantastic news for anyone who enjoys dressing up their dog for a little extra personality. He doesn't seem bothered by wearing outfits, and considering how much he loves attention, we're pretty sure he appreciates the additional compliments that come with looking fabulous. Between his unusual body shape, mismatched ears, photogenic face, and willingness to model a cute outfit, Fergus has all the ingredients of a four-legged fashion icon. He's already got the confidence to walk into Home Depot and demand admiration from strangers, so adding a little wardrobe to the mix just makes the whole experience even more entertaining. Finding His Perfect Playmate! Fergus enjoys hanging out with his foster siblings, but his enthusiasm can occasionally get him into trouble. He's had a couple of squabbles with male dogs, and from what we've observed, much of that seems to come from his inability to recognize when another dog has had enough. When someone wants to stop playing, Fergus sometimes believes that means they just need a little encouragement to keep going! He would benefit from a home with a playful, socially compatible dog who enjoys his energy, along with an adopter who understands canine body language, provides leadership, and knows when it's time to give everyone a break. Proper introductions and boundaries will be important for his success. Fergus isn't trying to make life difficult; he just has an enormous enthusiasm for playing and sometimes needs a little help understanding that not everyone wants to party as hard as he does. Let's Talk About That Cherry Eye! Fergus has a cherry eye in his right eye, which means the tear-producing gland of his third eyelid occasionally protrudes and becomes visible. Sometimes it slips back into place, but when he's running around acting like a complete lunatic, it tends to make another appearance. At this time, it isn't causing him noticeable discomfort, recurring infections, dry eye, or other medical complications. Because of that, we have elected not to pursue surgery at this time. Cherry eye is not necessarily painful, but the exposed gland can become irritated or affect tear production over time. His future family should understand that monitoring it is important, and veterinary treatment, including surgery, may become necessary if complications develop. We don't believe in performing a procedure simply for cosmetic reasons when there isn't a current medical need, although ongoing veterinary evaluation is important to protect his eye health. Good Manners Where They Count! For all his clowning around, Fergus has some wonderful household habits. He's potty trained, keeps his crate clean, and happily enjoys both breakfast and dinner. He walks nicely on a leash, knows how to sit, travels well in the car, and genuinely enjoys accompanying his people on everyday adventures. He loves being part of the action and spending time with his foster siblings. He's not the kind of dog who wants to spend his entire life watching everyone else have fun. He wants to be included, engaged, and given opportunities to burn off that wonderful energy. He may occasionally pretend he has absolutely no idea what you're asking him to do, but underneath that stubborn personality is a pretty well-rounded little guy with a lot of excellent qualities. The Kind of Happiness You Can't Buy! There is something genuinely special about Fergus. His personality is absolutely divine, and he has this incredible ability to make people smile without even trying. You could be having the worst day imaginable, walk into a room where Fergus is doing something completely ridiculous, and suddenly things don't seem quite so bad. He doesn't know he's funny. He doesn't know his body looks like a stretched-out little sausage with mismatched ears. He doesn't realize how hilarious it is that he insists on greeting every stranger at Home Depot or that he can sit and stare at you long enough to make you question your own existence. He's simply living his life with an enthusiasm that is downright contagious. There are dogs who bring comfort, dogs who bring companionship, and dogs who bring adventure. Fergus somehow manages to bring all three, along with a daily comedy show that you never have to buy tickets for. His Forever Home! Fergus needs someone with amazing energy, positive intentions, patience, and a sense of humor. Someone who appreciates a dog with personality rather than expecting perfect obedience. An active household that can provide playtime, structure, consistency, and plenty of affection would be wonderful for him. He would absolutely love a family that enjoys taking their dog along on outings, whether that's a trip to Home Depot, a leisurely drive, or an afternoon exploring dog-friendly places. He thrives on human interaction and genuinely enjoys meeting people, so having opportunities to socialize would be a wonderful addition to his life. If there's another dog in the household, that dog should be socially compatible, playful, and comfortable with Fergus's enthusiasm. He's going to need guidance, especially when it comes to respecting other dogs' boundaries, but the love and laughter he'll bring into someone's life will be worth every minute. ONE VERY LONG DOG, ONE VERY BIG PERSONALITY, AND A WHOLE LOT OF LOVE! Fergus isn't going to be everyone's cup of tea, and that's perfectly fine. He's looking for the person who sees his funny little body, his stubborn streak, his endless enthusiasm, his wandering ear, his cherry eye, and that unforgettable face and thinks, "That's exactly the kind of happiness my life has been missing." He's the dog who will happily accompany you on a shopping trip, stop every five feet to collect compliments, stare into your soul while you're watching television, and then spend the afternoon playing with his canine buddies. He's a little ridiculous, a whole lot of fun, and genuinely one of those dogs who reminds you that life doesn't always have to be so serious. Sometimes happiness comes in the form of a long-bodied, short-legged, brindle merle clown who simply wants to love everybody he meets. READY TO ADD A LITTLE FERGUS TO YOUR LIFE? Fergus is available for adoption through Freedom Frenchie Rescue, and we would love to find him a family that appreciates everything that makes him so wonderfully unique. If you're ready for laughter, adventures, shopping trips, endless compliments from strangers, and a dog who will keep you smiling even on your worst days, visit Fergus — Professional People Greeter, Home Depot Celebrity, Full-Time Comedian, Part-Time Fashion Model, and Undisputed Champion of Staring Contests! Fergus is vaccinated, microchipped, and neutered he is being fostered in Mesa, AZ. His adoption donation fee is $1150.00 you can apply for him at freedomfrenchierescue.org.