Great Pyrenees puppies and dogs in Oklahoma

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The Unofficial Posh Spice Handbook 📍 Pickup Location: Tulsa, Oklahoma Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app If this handbook has found its way into your hands, congratulations. You've been selected to learn the ancient art of being absolutely adorable while pretending it's no big deal. Posh has already mastered the first rule of fabulous living: always look delighted to be wherever you are. Whether she's exploring something new, greeting her people, or just existing in all her fluffy glory, she approaches life with the kind of cheerful confidence most of us wish we had before our first cup of coffee. She seems genuinely thrilled to be part of the action, always wearing that "today is going to be amazing" expression. It's difficult to have a bad day when a puppy is looking at you like you've personally invented happiness. Unlike her namesake, who was famous for looking like smiling was beneath her pay grade, this little Posh clearly didn't get that memo. She's happy, affectionate, curious, and seems convinced that every new experience is another opportunity to have the absolute best day ever. Every good handbook has a chapter on how we got here. At just 3 months old and already tipping the scales at 24 pounds, Posh Spice is a Great Pyrenees/Australian Shepherd mix, which means she was basically created by Mother Nature to be equal parts fluffy security system and enthusiastic life coach. She and her siblings found themselves needing a fresh start after their owner was no longer able to keep them. When it comes to other dogs, she seems to have skipped the awkward introductions entirely and gone straight to, "Wonderful, we're friends now." She blended into her foster home like she'd always lived there and happily joins the resident dogs for a good game of chase whenever the invitation is extended. She's not the self-appointed fun police, nor is she the one constantly stirring up chaos. She simply reads the room, joins the festivities, and has an excellent time doing it. As for cats, that chapter remains unwritten. Her foster home doesn't have any, so she'll have to keep everyone in suspense on that particular review. Kids also remain a mystery guest appearance for now since she hasn't had the opportunity to meet any. Given her easygoing personality, she's certainly off to a promising start, but every introduction should be made thoughtfully, just as it should with any puppy. Meeting new people, however? Posh treats strangers like they're simply friends who forgot to introduce themselves sooner. She settled in with her foster almost immediately and even handled her trip to the veterinarian's office like she'd done it a hundred times before. No dramatic performances. No "you'll all regret this betrayal" speeches. Just another outing with new people to charm—which, unsurprisingly, she accomplished with very little effort. If you're expecting Posh to spend every waking moment bouncing off the walls because she's a puppy, she'd like to politely remind you that true sophistication is all about balance. On the official Posh Energy Scale, she lands around a solid 7 out of 10. Translation? She absolutely enjoys playing, especially with her dog friends and her toys, but she's also perfectly content to call it a day once the fun is over. After all, beauty sleep is an important part of maintaining this level of fluff. At the moment, she's made an executive decision that the summer heat is completely beneath her. Rather than pretending she's training for an ultramarathon, she'd much rather stay inside where the air conditioning exists, play for a while, then locate her favorite chair and stretch out underneath it for a well-earned nap. Honestly, it's hard to argue with her logic. When playtime rolls around, Posh is happy to splash in the water, happily entertains herself with toys, and has a charming relationship with fetch. If you throw a ball, she'll at least acknowledge your effort with a thoughtful glance, as if she's evaluating whether this was truly the best use of everyone's time. Sometimes she'll join in. Sometimes she'll simply appreciate the athleticism from afar. Either way, she manages to make doing the bare minimum look incredibly classy. As we near the final chapters of The Unofficial Posh Spice Handbook, it's time to review the fine print. Don't worry—it's considerably more entertaining than the terms and conditions on your phone. First, Posh has officially voted in favor of a securely fenced yard. Could she eventually learn to enjoy regular leash walks? Absolutely. But at this stage of life, having a safe place to stretch those growing Great Pyrenees and Australian Shepherd legs, zoom around, and conduct important neighborhood squirrel surveillance would make her very happy. When it comes to training, Posh is essentially a blank notebook with really cute ears. The good news is that Australian Shepherds and Great Pyrenees are both intelligent breeds, so she's arriving with plenty of potential and absolutely zero opinions about your preferred training style... at least for now. House training is also still a work in progress. Posh spent the beginning of her life outdoors with her siblings, so living inside comes with a whole new set of rules. She's learning that houses apparently have very specific opinions about where bathrooms belong. She's also adjusting wonderfully to crate life. So, if you've been searching for a puppy who's friendly, easygoing, playful, surprisingly calm for her age, and just happens to be the largest member of the Singing Trio, Posh may already be waiting for her encore. She has the fluff, the charm, and the personality. All she's missing now is the family she'll happily call her own. Now, here's the part where you have to do a little work. Posh has already handled the difficult tasks like being irresistibly adorable, charming her foster family, and perfecting her "I'm just a baby" face. The least you can do is fill out an adoption application. Once you do, we'll send it off to her foster family for review. Assuming you pass their extremely rigorous screening process (they're mostly looking for people who understand that puppies occasionally make questionable life choices), you'll be one step closer to having your very own fluffy fashion icon. One tiny detail: you'll need to come pick Her Royal Fluffiness up in Tulsa, Oklahoma. No, she won't be hopping on an Uber. She doesn't fly commercial. She refuses to drive herself because, quite frankly, she's still working on this whole "license" thing. If you want all 24 pounds of this fabulousness, you'll have to make the trip. So stop pretending you're "just looking." We both know you've already pictured where her dog bed is going.

The Official Briggs Handbook 📍 Pickup Location: Claremore, Oklahoma Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Some dogs arrive in your life like a tornado with four legs. Others arrive with a 700-page instruction manual, a list of disclaimers, and customer support that only operates between 2:00 and 2:07 a.m. Then there's Briggs. He's wonderfully laid back for a youngster, taking new experiences in stride without acting like the world is ending because someone moved a chair three inches to the left. He's curious without being reckless, playful without being over-the-top, and affectionate without demanding to be physically attached to your leg 24/7. Of course, every handbook should probably include a little background information, because even the best main characters have an origin story. Briggs is a 9-week-old, 12-pound Great Pyrenees mix who found himself in need of a safe place to land, so he packed up his puppy-sized hopes and dreams (which mostly consisted of snacks and someone willing to tell him he's handsome) and joined the Pyr Paws family. We're honestly not sure how a puppy with a temperament this good ended up needing a fresh start, but life doesn't always read the handbook first. The important part is that Briggs is exactly where he belongs now—surrounded by people who adore him, learning what it's like to be loved, and patiently waiting for the family who'll make this chapter his last stop. If your household already has dogs, Briggs would like you to know that he considers this excellent decision-making on your part. He is firmly convinced that every day should include a wrestling match, a game of chase, or at the very least a group meeting to determine who gets the best nap spot. More often than not, you'll find him right in the middle of the pack because clearly that's where the fun is happening. He does have one very specific best friend—his foster family's English Bulldog. Why? Well...those delightfully squishy cheeks are apparently irresistible. Briggs has appointed himself the official Bulldog Face Inspector, a position nobody asked him to fill but one he takes very seriously. Thankfully, his bulldog buddy seems to understand that this is simply the price of having premium-quality jowls. Cats, on the other hand, have provided Briggs with one of life's earliest educational opportunities: not everyone wants to play. He started out convinced they'd make excellent wrestling partners. The cats politely (or not-so-politely) informed him otherwise. Briggs accepted the feedback, updated his operating system, and now mostly coexists with them, occasionally checking to see if they've changed their minds. As for humans? Briggs is convinced they were invented specifically to admire him. New people are simply future friends he hasn't greeted yet. When his foster gets home from work, he races over with all the enthusiasm of someone who hasn't seen them in approximately seventeen years instead of eight hours. He's perfectly happy to be scooped up like the tiny baby he still is, immediately turning into a floppy little cuddle puddle before remembering, "Oh yeah...my friends are playing!" and zooming back off to join the canine committee. He's also spent time around kids ages 11 to 13 and has done wonderfully. Younger children may not be the ideal match quite yet—not because Briggs has a mean bone in his body, but because puppies come equipped with tiny razor blades where their teeth should be and absolutely zero understanding of personal space. He's still in the "the world is my chew toy" phase of puppyhood, so any interactions with little ones should be closely supervised while he continues learning that fingers are, in fact, attached to people. Briggs comes equipped with what we'd classify as the "just right" puppy energy package. Sitting comfortably around a 6 out of 10, he's always up for an adventure, a game of fetch, a splash in the water, or convincing another dog that wrestling is an Olympic sport. But unlike certain puppies who believe sleep is simply government propaganda, Briggs also knows how to relax. Once he's gotten the wiggles out, he's perfectly content entertaining himself or settling in nearby for a quick cuddle before returning to whatever very important puppy business he was handling. Speaking of adventures, Briggs is naturally curious. He likes to investigate the world around him, but he's not out looking to file a permanent change-of-address form. He tends to follow the other dogs on their expeditions, occasionally breaking off for a brief side quest of his own before checking back in with his security team—which, as it turns out, is mostly just "the people I like" and whichever dog happens to be nearby. As for transportation, Briggs is quickly growing into a confident little guy. He's already mastered stairs, which means climbing into the car will come with time as those adorable puppy legs get a little longer. Right now he's still in the "I would appreciate a lift, thank you" stage, but this handbook fully expects that feature to update itself soon. Now, one important thing to note about this little fluffball is that Briggs firmly believes that every meal is a competitive eating contest he absolutely intends to win. His dinner? Delicious. Your other dog's dinner? Also apparently his dinner. If another bowl exists anywhere within eyesight, Briggs assumes it was simply misplaced and graciously volunteers to correct the error. Like many growing puppies, he's convinced the next meal may never arrive despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary. The good news? Briggs doesn't seem to have much in the way of fears. Vacuums? Fine. Strange noises? Fine. Thunderstorms? Also fine. And perhaps the best part of Briggs' operating system is just how...easy he is. He's playful without being exhausting, affectionate without being clingy, and independent without acting like he doesn't need anyone. Now that you've made it this far through the Briggs Handbook, it's time for the fine print—the part where we tell you about all of his quirks before you discover them yourself and accuse us of false advertising. First, let's talk about housing. Briggs isn't particularly picky. He'd likely do well with a securely fenced yard where he can romp around, but he'd also be perfectly happy in a home without one as long as his family is committed to regular leash walks and adventures. Right now, his favorite place is wherever his people and dog friends happen to be. Potty training is still a work in progress because, despite his many talents, Briggs has not yet mastered the complicated art of remembering that bathrooms belong outside. Fortunately, he's already improving with age, and this is simply one of those normal puppy projects that gets better with consistency, patience, and a healthy appreciation for enzyme cleaner. His relationship with the kennel could best be described as...strongly opinionated. Briggs can absolutely be kenneled when needed, but if given the opportunity, he'd like to file an official complaint with management. Being separated from his people is simply not listed under his favorite hobbies. When left home, his foster family often uses a baby-gated hallway or bathroom area to give him a little more room while also limiting his ability to redecorate the house via surprise potty accidents. Now comes the part where everyone comments, "He's so cute!" and then keeps scrolling. Don't be that person. If you're sitting there thinking, "Well...he actually sounds perfect," that's probably your sign. Fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so our humans can send it over to Briggs' foster family. They know him best and will choose the home that fits him best—not the fastest fingers in the West. (Life isn't Ticketmaster, and thankfully neither are puppy adoptions.) If you're selected, you'll need to come pick up this fluffy little gentleman in Claremore, Oklahoma. Briggs is many wonderful things, but Amazon Prime eligible is not one of them. He firmly believes meeting your new best friend is a road trip worthy occasion.

This sweet girl was picked up near Maquire Rd and 48th St. She is very sweet and loves to play. She's a little nervous of the leash but is getting better! She LOVES to play with other dogs. She will run, chase and tumble the day away with another dog to play with! She also loves to snuggle up and get belly rubs.

The Official Avalom Handbook (A Beginner's Guide to Living with a Legendary Pup) 📍 Pickup Location: Skiatook, Oklahoma Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Welcome, brave adventurer. Congratulations on discovering Avalon. No, this Avalon isn't a mythical island hidden in the mist. She's fluffier, significantly more adorable, and considerably easier to find. Legend says all who find Avalon leave happier than when they arrived. So far, the legend appears to be accurate. She approaches the world with the kind of optimism most of us lost somewhere around paying our first electric bill. Every new experience is met with a wagging tail, sparkling curiosity, and the unwavering belief that today is absolutely going to be awesome. So grab your map, lace up your adventure boots, and prepare yourself. The journey to getting to know Avalon involves plenty of laughs, lots of puppy antics, and a whole lot of love... and unlike the mythical version, this legendary girl is actually available for adoption. Of course, every legendary kingdom has an origin story, and Avalon is no exception. Our Avalon (or Ava, if you're on nickname privileges) is a 5-month-old, 36-pound female Great Pyrenees who arrived with her equally legendary siblings—Caelwyn, Narnia, and Camelot—after their quest took a very unfortunate detour into an overcrowded shelter. Unfortunately, this wasn't one of those dramatic movie moments where the hero strolls in at the last second with epic background music. The shelter was overflowing well beyond capacity, and time was running out for this entire little band of adventurers. Had a team of incredible foster families not stepped forward and declared, "We've got this," Avalon and her siblings very nearly wouldn't have gotten the chance to write the next chapter of their story. Thankfully, instead of becoming another heartbreaking ending, Avalon found herself exactly where every legendary pup deserves to be—a warm home, a soft bed, a full belly, and humans willing to document the important historical events... like discovering that squeaky toys are magical artifacts and that every new person she meets is almost certainly a lifelong best friend. It's honestly hard to believe this happy-go-lucky little explorer came so close to never getting the chance to experience any of it. But if Avalon has anything to say about it (and she would, enthusiastically), the past is behind her. She's far too busy making friends, collecting happy memories, and assuming the entire world exists solely because it wanted to meet her. One of the lesser-known laws of Avalon is that friendship is mandatory. There is no lengthy application process. No background check. No waiting period. If you exist and are reasonably polite, congratulations—you've probably just been added to Ava's list of favorite people... or favorite dogs... or favorite living creatures in general. Other dogs? She thinks they're fantastic. Whether they're looking for an energetic wrestling partner, a zoomie companion, or simply someone to hang out with while pretending to supervise the backyard, Ava is happy to fill the position. She's just as content playing as she is peacefully sharing her kingdom with her fellow four-legged citizens. Cats, meanwhile, have apparently been granted diplomatic immunity. Ava has met them, acknowledged their existence, and collectively decided, "Yep... those are definitely some cats," before carrying on with her day. No drama. No royal feuds. Just peaceful international relations. As for tiny humans? While Ava hasn't had the opportunity to hold court with many of them yet, we'd be genuinely surprised if they weren't immediately welcomed into the Kingdom of Best Friends. She has one of those naturally sweet, gentle hearts that seems to assume everyone she meets is arriving specifically to love her. As long as the kiddos know the ancient art of respecting dogs (no ear-pulling, no climbing, and perhaps refrain from attempting to ride the fluffy polar bear), Ava would likely consider them excellent adventure companions. Then there are strangers... a concept Ava simply does not acknowledge. To her, "stranger" is just a person whose friendship ceremony hasn't happened yet. She's unbelievably welcoming, always eager to say hello, and somehow has held onto an incredible amount of trust despite everything she's been through. Considering how her story began, it's honestly remarkable that her first instinct is still to greet the world with a wagging tail instead of suspicion. Avalon may be legendary, but Ava's greatest magic trick isn't mythical at all—it's her unwavering belief that everyone deserves a warm welcome and that every new face could become a lifelong friend. Like any respectable legend, Avalon offers something for just about everyone. Looking for an all-day hiking companion who expects you to summit three mountains before breakfast? Ava politely declines. Looking for a professional couch ornament that considers walking to the food bowl an Olympic event? Also no. Instead, Ava has landed squarely in the delightful middle of the spectrum. With an energy level of about 5 out of 10, she's the perfect balance of "Let's go have an adventure!" and "Okay... that was fun. I vote snacks and a nap." She's genuinely curious about the world and loves exploring new places, especially if there's a creek, kiddie pool, sprinkler, or suspiciously large puddle involved. Water, as far as Ava is concerned, is one of humanity's finest inventions. If she discovers something splashable, don't be surprised if she insists on conducting a thorough scientific investigation that mostly consists of joyful bouncing. She also appreciates a good toy collection, although if you're hoping to build a championship fetch team... you may want to lower expectations just a tad. Throw the ball? Absolutely. Chase the ball? Sure! Bring the ball back so you can throw it again? That's where the business model starts to fall apart. Ava seems to believe fetch is less of a cooperative sport and more of a "finder's keepers" situation. Traveling with Ava is refreshingly uneventful... once someone remembers that she's still a growing puppy whose legs haven't quite received the memo about jumping into vehicles. She'll happily accept a lift into the car like the tiny fluffy princess she secretly is, and once she's aboard, she settles in beautifully for the ride without turning the backseat into an action movie. One thing you won't have to worry about is unnecessary courtroom drama. Food? She's happy to share the kingdom. Toys? No royal disputes. Thunderstorms? Meh. Vacuum cleaners? Bring it on. Random mysterious household noises that convince other dogs the apocalypse has begun? Ava would probably just glance over, shrug, and continue living her best life. She's the kind of puppy who meets life with curiosity instead of worry, enthusiasm instead of hesitation, and the firm belief that every day probably contains at least one new adventure worth investigating... preferably one with water involved. Every legend comes with a few recommendations for future residents, and Avalon is no different. First and foremost, this particular kingdom would strongly prefer a securely fenced yard. Could Ava survive without one? Probably. Would she politely argue that having an entire backyard dedicated to zoomies, squirrel surveillance, and recreational puddle inspections is objectively the superior option? Absolutely. Like every young legend still writing her story, Ava is very much in the "student" phase of life. Formal commands? Not quite yet. She hasn't earned her diploma from Puppy University, but she's enrolled, attending classes, and appears optimistic about graduation. House training has also hit a slight plot twist. When Ava first arrived in rescue, she was dealing with a urinary tract infection, which isn't exactly helpful when you're trying to convince a puppy that bathrooms belong outdoors. Thankfully, she's improving with treatment and continues to make steady progress. Give her a predictable routine, frequent potty breaks, plenty of praise, and she'll keep adding gold stars to her report card. When bedtime rolls around, Ava happily retires to her kennel in the sunroom, where she sleeps through the night and also hangs out when her humans are away. Now... for the incredibly glamorous, highly sophisticated, totally-not-at-all-boring paperwork portion of our quest. If you've decided Avalon is clearly destined to become the newest member of your kingdom, you'll need to fill out an adoption application. Not because she requested paperwork (she'd much rather chase a leaf), but because opposable thumbs are apparently required for legal documents. Once you submit your application, our rescue humans will send it to Avalon's foster family, who knows her best and will choose the home they think is the perfect happily-ever-after. (Yes, this is a best-fit adoption. No, bribing us with cookies won't help. Bribing Avalon with cookies, however... she's willing to hear your proposal.) If you're chosen, you'll need to saddle up your trusty steed—or, you know, your car—and make the pilgrimage to Skiatook, Oklahoma to bring your legendary new sidekick home. Sadly, Avalon has informed us that she cannot be shipped by owl, teleported through a magical portal, or delivered by Amazon Prime. She checked. We checked. The wizard checked. It's just not an option.

The Official Camelot Handbook (A Beginner's Guide to Living with a Legendary Pup) 📍 Pickup Location: Kiowa, Oklahoma Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Congratulations! Whether you've been searching far and wide for your very own legend or you simply wandered into the right chapter, you've found Camelot. Now, before you start imagining dragons, quests, and knights in shining armor, let's clear something up: Camelot has absolutely no interest in ruling a kingdom. His greatest ambition is to rule your heart... and possibly the coziest spot on your couch. Named after the most legendary kingdom of them all, Camelot has all the qualities you'd hope for in a storybook hero. He's incredibly sweet, loves everyone he meets, and approaches life with the kind of gentle optimism that makes you wonder if puppies secretly know something the rest of us don't. He doesn't need a sword or a crown to win people over—his secret weapon is simply being the kind of pup who makes every day a little brighter. So grab your imaginary crown, prepare your heart for an unreasonable amount of cuteness, and turn the page. Your quest to meet the kingdom's sweetest little resident starts now. 🏰🐾 This handbook contains everything you need to know about the legendary little gentleman who's looking for his happily ever after. Every legendary kingdom has an origin story, and Camelot's begins a little differently than the fairy tales. Sir Camelot—better known around here as Cam because that's considerably easier to yell across the yard—is a 5-month-old, 42-pound Great Pyrenees whose story almost ended before it really had a chance to begin. He arrived in rescue alongside his siblings, Caelwyn, Avalon, and Narnia, after they found themselves in an overcrowded shelter. Unfortunately, the shelter was so far beyond capacity that difficult decisions were being made every single day, and these four youngsters came heartbreakingly close to becoming part of those statistics. Thankfully, a group of incredible foster families looked at that chapter and collectively said, "Absolutely not." They opened their homes, their hearts, and probably surrendered at least a little bit of their personal space to ensure these pups got the second chance they deserved. One of the first lessons covered in the Camelot Companion Handbook is diplomacy. You can't have a legendary kingdom without learning how to get along with the neighboring realms, after all. Cam is an excellent ambassador. When meeting other dogs, he might initially pause to assess the situation like a tiny royal advisor asking, "Are these visitors friend or foe?" After approximately three seconds of careful consideration (and maybe a polite sniff), he usually decides they're perfectly acceptable and is happy to join the festivities. He's simply the type who prefers to read the room before cannonballing into it. A wise decision, honestly. More people could benefit from this strategy. The castle cats? They have apparently been deemed worthy of peaceful coexistence. Cam mostly ignores them, though if one suddenly decides to sprint through the kingdom, he may investigate the situation. The important part is that there's no aggression—just healthy puppy curiosity and a firm commitment to knowing everyone else's business. As for people, Camelot follows the ancient Pyrenees tradition of politely evaluating newcomers before handing out friendship memberships. He may hang back for a moment to make sure you're not secretly a dragon in disguise, but once he's determined you're one of the good guys, that tail starts wagging and he's more than happy to collect the pets you've hopefully been saving just for him. Children remain one of the few unexplored territories in Sir Cam's adventures, but based on everything his foster family has seen, he'd likely have a wonderful time with older kids who are ready for a fluffy best friend and backyard sidekick. Tiny toddlers, however, should probably postpone their knighting ceremony for a little while. Cam is still a growing puppy with oversized paws and the spatial awareness of someone carrying a twelve-foot lance through a gift shop. He's not trying to knock anyone over... physics just occasionally has other plans. As you continue your studies, you'll discover that every legendary knight has a different adventuring style. Some charge headfirst into battle without a second thought. Camelot's preferred strategy is a bit more refined. His energy level sits comfortably around a 4 out of 10, making him less "LET'S CLIMB THAT MOUNTAIN RIGHT NOW!" and more "That mountain looks lovely... tell me a little more about it first." Take the royal carriage, for example. (Commoners may refer to this as a car.) The first time Cam encountered one, he wasn't exactly lining up to hop inside. He needed a little boost and a little reassurance that this giant rolling metal contraption wasn't secretly plotting against him. Once safely aboard, though? He settled in just fine. The same philosophy currently applies to leashes. They're still a relatively new invention in Camelot's world, and while he isn't quite ready to lead an expedition across the countryside, he's learning quickly that walks are actually a pretty great deal. Strange objects become familiar, confidence grows, and suddenly the world starts looking a whole lot less intimidating. Once he's settled into his forever kingdom and knows his people have his back, we think Camelot will happily trade castle walls for adventures. Hiking trails, road trips, lazy afternoons exploring new parks—he seems like the kind of companion who simply wants to experience life alongside his favorite humans. After all, every knight needs a trusted traveling party. When the quests are over for the day, Cam is perfectly content to unwind with a toy or two. Fetch, however, appears to have been reviewed by the Royal Council and unanimously rejected. "You threw it," he seems to say. "And, I'm confident you know where it landed." As for guarding food, toys, or other royal treasures? Camelot didn't get the memo that he was supposed to be protective. He's happy to share his kingdom and doesn't show any resource guarding tendencies. By now you've probably realized that Camelot isn't searching for a castle because he requires one. He's simply looking for a kingdom where he can grow into the magnificent Great Pyrenees he's destined to become. A securely fenced yard would be at the top of his royal wish list. He's still a puppy, and puppies have an incredible talent for turning a backyard into an Olympic training facility. Zoomies require adequate runway space, and while regular leash walks are wonderful, nothing quite compares to the freedom of safely galloping around your own kingdom with your ears flapping dramatically in the breeze. Cam is also still attending the Royal Academy for Young Puppies, where subjects currently include House Training 101. The good news? His report card is already improving. He's putting the pieces together quickly, and with consistency from his future family, we expect him to graduate with honors before too long. Formal obedience classes haven't started yet, so don't expect him to recite "sit," "stay," and "down" on command. Right now he's majoring in Being an Adorable Puppy, with plans to expand his curriculum once he settles into his forever home. Given how eager he is to learn once he feels safe, we think he'll make an excellent student. One thing you'll notice is that Camelot has absolutely no objection to the finer things in life. The couch? Approved. Free roaming the house? Also approved. At bedtime, he happily snoozes alongside the other dogs, and when his foster family heads out, he has earned the privilege of free roaming a puppy-proofed home. That's a pretty impressive résumé for a five-month-old fluffball. His security system is equally reasonable. If the other dogs announce that they've detected a leaf blowing three counties away, Camelot may feel obligated to contribute a few barks to the discussion. Likewise, if an unexpected noise catches him off guard, he'll offer his professional opinion. If you've made it this far through The Official Camelot Handbook, congratulations—you now know that Camelot is equal parts gentle giant, thoughtful adventurer, loyal best friend, and professional heart thief. Now for your final quest. Step one: Fill out an adoption application. That's it. No dragons to slay. No enchanted swords to pull from stones. Just a little paperwork. Once you submit your application, the wonderful humans at PPFT will pass it along to Camelot's foster family, because they've gotten to know this sweet boy best and are in charge of choosing the kingdom where he'll live happily ever after. (Turns out the Lady of the Lake outsourced this job.) If you're selected, you'll need to travel to Kiowa, Oklahoma to pick up your newest family member. Camelot is many things—a fluffy gentleman, an adventure buddy in training, and an all-around excellent investment—but he is not available with Prime shipping, same-day delivery, drone drop-off, carrier pigeon, teleportation, or complimentary castle-to-castle transport. The road trip home is simply the opening chapter of your adventure together.