German Wirehaired Pointer puppies and dogs in Fort Gibson, Oklahoma

Meet Steven Tyler! At 2 years old and 65 pounds, this German Wirehaired Pointer mix is basically a happy-go-lucky muppet and is the perfect combination of large dog, questionable facial hair, and pure sunshine. He looks like someone assembled him using spare parts from a hunting dog, a beloved childhood stuffed animal, and an elderly gentleman who takes tremendous pride in his mustache. His wiry fluff gives him the appearance of a dog who has just emerged from a wind tunnel, yet somehow he pulls it off with the confidence of a man wearing leather pants well past the age society recommended he stop. 📍 Pickup Location: Hutchinson, KS -Adopter will need to pick up in person if approved. We do not do transports. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Steven is a social butterfly, although “butterfly” may be slightly misleading because butterflies generally don’t weigh 65 pounds or greet new friends with the enthusiasm of a linebacker who just spotted his mother in the stands. He loves meeting people and considers strangers merely best friends who have been embarrassingly slow to introduce themselves. He is affectionate, outgoing and eager to be included—preferably in everything, always, with no committee meetings held without his attendance. His energy level is a solid 8 out of 10, which means Steven is not searching for a family whose primary hobby is comparing throw pillows. He is an adventure-seeker who wants to run, explore and accompany his people while they do interesting things. Hikes? Absolutely. Long walks? Fetch his shoes. A car ride to somewhere unknown? Steven is already inside the vehicle and would now like to discuss why everyone else is taking so long. He jumps into the car without assistance, doesn’t get carsick and rides like an overexcited tourist who has never seen scenery before. He also enjoys walks and has been described as a gold-medal leash walker—provided his human confidently takes charge. If you lead, Steven listens. If you hesitate, he will assume the position has become vacant and appoint himself Director of Routes, Smells and Sudden Changes in Velocity. He already knows “sit,” which proves information can successfully penetrate the beard, and he has plenty of potential to learn more with consistent training. A large yard or acreage would be wonderful, but regular adventures with an active family could also satisfy his need to place those 65 pounds in motion. Steven does not require a homestead, twelve livestock guardian positions and access to a national forest. He simply needs more stimulation than watching a houseplant grow while someone promises they might walk him after the next episode. Steven has not lived with children in his foster home, so he arrives without an official tiny-human performance review. Because he is 65 pounds of movement, enthusiasm and occasionally misplaced limbs, bigger, dog-savvy kids would be the safest fit. He does not always understand his size. In Steven’s mind, he is a delicate woodland creature. In reality, he has the turning radius of a sectional sofa being carried through a narrow hallway. Steven loves other dogs with the confidence of someone who has never considered the possibility that affection might not be mutual. He approaches potential playmates like an overeager cruise director holding a clipboard: “Welcome aboard! Wrestling begins immediately, followed by synchronized zoomies and a mandatory friendship ceremony at noon.” His intentions are playful, but his technique is roughly equivalent to proposing marriage at first handshake and then wondering why he was turned down. He can be pushy, crowds personal space and occasionally misses the subtle dog-language cues meaning, “Sir, your face has been in my face for quite long enough.” Steven believes boundaries are imaginary lines invented by dogs who have not experienced his personality properly. He needs careful introductions, supervision and continued help learning appropriate dog manners. A tolerant, playful dog with similar energy might find him delightful. A reserved dog hoping to spend retirement organizing stamps will likely file a grievance. Cats have already consulted legal counsel. Steven needs a cat-free home. For a dog whose internal soundtrack is apparently an air horn playing “Walking on Sunshine,” Steven has surprisingly good household manners. He is potty trained, does well in his kennel and sleeps there overnight. He also stays kenneled when his foster is away. He does not chew unauthorized belongings, has not shown escape-artist tendencies and has no notable mischievous habits. He may possess the emotional volume of a gender-reveal cannon, but he is not eating your baseboards or tunneling toward Mexico. He is only a casual barker and has no known fears or dramatic overreactions. Thunderstorms do not convince him the government has collapsed. The vacuum does not inspire him to summon a priest. Strange sounds do not send him under the bed with emergency rations and a handwritten will. Steven saves his dramatic performances for greetings, adventures and discovering that someone has put on shoes. Steven needs a family willing to continue working on his manners and help him funnel his enthusiasm into acceptable channels. He is eager to interact, responsive to confident guidance and absolutely capable of making tremendous progress. His brain is not empty; it is simply trying to hold a staff meeting while fourteen golden retrievers host a birthday party in the conference room. At his core, Steven is a happy, affectionate dog who is deeply grateful to be alive and out of the shelter. He treats ordinary life like someone just informed him that all his student loans were forgiven and the bakery accidentally doubled his order. Breakfast is miraculous. Walks are historic. New people are celebrities. Car rides deserve commemorative merchandise. If you have been searching for a cheerful adventure buddy, enthusiastic life coach, amateur beard model and 65-pound reason to stop spending every weekend on the couch, apply to adopt Steven Tyler: 📝 https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Yes, you must complete the application. We cannot send “Sheila commented ‘need him’ and then disappeared into the internet” to his foster family for consideration. Tagging your husband does not count. Saving his photo does not count. Announcing that he is “literally your dream dog” and then refusing to answer twelve questions about your household also does not count. Facebook has many impressive features, but it has not yet developed automatic adoption approval for people who type “interested.” Once you complete the application, we can send it to Steven’s foster family for review. This is considerably more effective than staring at his beard until destiny handles the administrative portion. Steven is located in Hutchinson, Kansas, and his approved adopter must pick him up there. Hutchinson is not a symbolic location. It is the actual city containing the actual dog. You will need to travel to it using a car, truck, van or exceptionally committed horse. Steven cannot be mailed, Ubered across state lines or placed beside the highway with a cardboard sign reading “Forever Home or Bust.” We checked, and the rescue’s private jet remains imaginary.

🎤🎸 LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... PLEASE WELCOME TO THE STAGE... STEVEN TYLER! 🎸🎤 Not the human one. Honestly, this version has significantly fewer demands, substantially better hair, and has never once requested a bowl of only green M&Ms. This dog has the emotional range of a golden retriever who just won the lottery. Like seriously. If a serial killer offered him snacks, Steven would probably be halfway into the van before remembering he was supposed to have stranger danger. He's the canine equivalent of that friend who somehow wakes up at 6:00 AM and says things like, "Good morning! Isn't it a beautiful day?!" while everyone else is contemplating violence over their lack of coffee. The best part is that none of it is an act. Steven genuinely seems convinced that every day is the greatest day of his life and every person he meets is someone he's been waiting his whole life to see. The world can be stressful. The news is depressing. Gas is expensive. Your laundry probably isn't folded. Steven Tyler would like you to know that none of that matters because LOOK THERE'S A TENNIS BALL. 📍 Location: Hutchinson, KS -Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. Apply at: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Steven is a 2-year-old, 60-pound German Wirehaired Pointer mix who somehow spent FOUR MONTHS sitting in a shelter waiting for someone to notice him. We have questions. Was there a clerical error? Did everyone assume he was already adopted because surely a dog this happy, handsome, and friendly couldn't possibly still be available? We genuinely have no explanation. What we do know is that somebody missed out on four months of daily entertainment, unlimited tail wags, and a dog who approaches every day like he's headlining Madison Square Garden.When Steven joined rescue, we also discovered he was heartworm positive. Thankfully, this rock star has already completed treatment and received the all-clear from his veterinarian. Now onto Steven's social life. Specifically, let's talk about his complete inability to understand the concept of personal space. You know that guy at a party who introduces himself by immediately standing six inches from your face and asking if you want to see 400 pictures from his vacation? That's Steven. Subtly is not in his vocabulary. Neither is "reading the room." When he sees another dog, his brain immediately skips past all the normal canine introductions and goes straight to: "OH MY GOSH ARE WE BEST FRIENDS?! SHOULD WE WRESTLE?! SHOULD WE RUN?! SHOULD WE START A BAND?!" The catch? If another dog responds negatively to his enthusiasm, Steven is likely to respond right back. He's not out looking for trouble, but he also isn't the type to shrug and walk away if another dog decides to make things spicy. Because of this, Steven would do best with the canine equivalent of a surfer dude. The dog who hears, "Wanna run laps around the yard for absolutely no reason?" and responds with, "Yeah dude." The dog who gets body checked by excitement and says, "No worries, bro and then does it right back to him" The dog who looks at Steven's complete lack of impulse control and thinks, "Honestly? I respect it." What Steven does NOT need is a dog who's trying to turn him into a boring member of society. Steven is never going to be the dog wearing a business suit, carrying a briefcase, and discussing his five-year plan. He's not interested in quarterly earnings reports. His pep level isn't getting turned down to "respectable suburban gentleman." That's not who he is. Steven is the friend who makes a complete fool of himself just to make someone smile. The one who starts dancing in the grocery store. The one who can somehow make an ordinary Tuesday feel like the best day of summer vacation. As for cats? Steven has also reviewed the concept of cats and has determined they are absolutely fascinating. Far too fascinating. In fact, Steven finds cats so fascinating that we're looking for a cat-free home. The cats have requested this in writing. Kids? He hasn't spent much time around them in foster care, but we'd recommend older children. Not because he's mean—quite the opposite. Steven is essentially 60 pounds of enthusiasm operating at full volume. A small child could easily find themselves accidentally recruited into an impromptu game of "Let's Run Everywhere For No Apparently Reason And Then Become One With The Floor." And new people? Oh, Steven LOVES people. People he knows. People he doesn't know. People he met once three years ago in another timeline. The mail carrier. The cashier. The guy filling up his gas tank. The neighbor walking across the street. Social butterfly doesn't even begin to cover it. If you're looking for a dog whose favorite hobbies include napping for 14 hours a day, quietly judging the neighbors through the window, and occasionally moving from one couch cushion to another...Steven Tyler would like to respectfully decline your application. This boy clocks in at a solid 8 out of 10 on the energy scale. He is a "Hey, what are we doing today kind of dog? Hiking? Swimming? Road trip? Exploring? Chasing adventure? Great! Let's leave five minutes ago!". Adventure seeker? Absolutely. If Steven had opposable thumbs, he'd have already booked the camping trip, packed the cooler, and mapped out three scenic overlooks before you finished your morning coffee. And speaking of adventures...Car rides? Steven practically teleports into the vehicle. No lifting required. No dramatic negotiations. Just pure excitement. His overall temperament? Just a happy-go-lucky goofball who seems genuinely thrilled to be alive, thrilled to be out of the shelter, and thrilled that every day now comes with the possibility of adventure. Let's get one thing out of the way. Steven Tyler is not difficult. He's not destructive. In fact, for a dog who has enough enthusiasm to power a small city, he's actually a remarkably good boy. The catch? He's a good boy with a lot of horsepower. Because of that, Steven would really thrive with a securely fenced yard combined with regular exercise and adventures. He doesn't need a marathon runner. He doesn't need someone summiting Mount Everest every weekend. He just needs a family willing to help him burn off some energy and continue teaching him how to channel his enthusiasm into good decisions. Potty trained? Yep. Kennel trained? Also yes. Chewing? Nope. Barking? Sure. But only at a normal, reasonable dog level. At the end of the day, Steven's foster summed him up perfectly: He's a really good dog with lots of love and lots of energy. He needs a family willing to continue teaching him manners, helping him build confidence, and showing him how to navigate life outside of a shelter. Because Steven missed out on a lot in his previous life. Now he's finally getting his chance. Underneath all the enthusiasm, the goofy grin, the surfer-dude energy, and the occasional complete lack of personal space...There's a genuinely wonderful dog who's trying really hard to figure out how to be somebody's best friend. We have a feeling he's going to be very, very good at it. So if you're looking for a loyal sidekick, an adventure buddy, a professional mood booster, and a dog who approaches every day like it's the greatest encore performance in history, Steven Tyler may be your guy. To apply, head over to: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Fill out an adoption application so we can send it over to Steven's foster family for review. And before anyone asks... No, we cannot ship Steven. No, we cannot FedEx Steven. No, your cousin's friend's coworker who happens to be driving through Kansas next month does not count as a pickup plan. Steven must be picked up in Hutchinson, Kansas by his approved adopter.

I am trying to find a home for my two pups. The larger one is a male and is 9 years old and is a German Wire Hair Pointer, although he looks more like a short hair. The smaller one is female 4 years old and is a German Short Hair Pointer. They have been inseparable since she was born so I would like for them to stay together at their new home. They are great dogs, both have gentle demeanors, are house broken, and both are healthy. He is not neutered, but she is spayed. The males name is Colt, and her name is Sig.