Great Pyrenees puppies and dogs in Cushing, Oklahoma

PLEASE SCROLL ALL THE WAY DOWN FOR ANIMAL  INFORMATION BEFORE E MAILING     1st **READ DOGS BIO FULLY    2nd  get permission from whoever you need too  3rd  Figure out if you can come pick the dog up tomorrow. I  do NOT hold dogs. We are 1 hour from Okc or Tulsa, 8-5 BY APPOINTMENT 4th  FILL OUT APPLICATION at this link    https://form.jotform.com/193595080362159    DO NOT e mail me Via the PETFINDER button I do not get them.    All  pets are spayed/neutered, come with current rabies certification and tags, are up to date with other vaccinations, microchipped have tested negative for HW and are wormed every 4 weeks while here.       Sanctuary Animal This Dog Is A Senior and Has Resided  Here the Majority Of her Life Since 2009 and has been deemed unadoptable.  Since we are a no kill we are dedicated to caring for these dogs as long as necessary. NOT AVAILABLE FOR ADOPTION You may Sponsor this dog with a monthly donation in their name if you so desire. We Thank You for Helping Us Help Them.https://form.jotform.com/193595080362159 PLEASE! DO NOT APPLY UNTIL THE DAY BEFORE YOU CAN PICK THE DOG UP!!! or it will likely be adopted before you get here IF YOU ARE SEEING IT, IT IS AVAILABLE !. My site is updated daily.  All dogs carry an adoption fee which helps to pay for deworming, flea control, spay/neuter, HW test vaccinations and to fix any ailments they may have. The fee is usually less than the vet work they have had. Thank You for considering adoption. Once approved and an appointment set, I will send directions SORRY I DO NOT SHIP DOGS FOR THE SAFETY AND COMFORT OF MY DOGS I DO REQUIRE ALL DOGS IN THE HOME BE SPAYED AND NEUTERED!   November 22, 2024, 9:58 am

Meet Loki, the magnificent 5-year-old Great Pyrenees, weighing in at a solid 96 pounds of pure love and loyalty! 🐾 This gentle giant has a heart as big as his stature, and he is ready to bring joy and warmth into your life. Loki has been on quite the journey! Once a stray battling heartworms, he has triumphed over adversity and is now a picture of health, fully vaccinated, neutered, and microchipped. Plus, he’s on heartworm and flea/tick prevention, so you can rest easy knowing he’s well taken care of! 🏥✨ This calm and chill guy is not just a pretty face; he’s also quite the social butterfly, getting along famously with other dogs! 🐶 Whether you’re looking for a cuddle buddy or a walking companion, Loki is your man. He’s been through it all and is ready to shower someone with unconditional love. Can you hear those tail wags? For potential adopters, it’s important to meet this sweet boy in person. He’s waiting for you to come and see just how wonderful he truly is! Ready to meet your new best friend? Apply now! Apply for the pet here: https://tinyurl.com/3x5pw99u

🐾 Great Pyrenees / Husky Mix Puppy — Tulsa, OK 🐾 Meet Ruby 💖 Ruby is 11 weeks old and full of personality. She’s been raised with family and handled daily, making her confident, social, and people-focused. ✨ Personality Highlights • Outgoing and friendly • Talkative (she loves to “chat” like a Husky 😄) • Playful and curious • Very smart and quick to learn • Energetic with a sweet, affectionate side 🐶 Breed Mix • Mom: Great Pyrenees mix • Dad: Husky mix Ruby is expected to grow into a large, intelligent, loyal dog who will thrive with space, structure, and an active or engaged home. She’d do great with someone who enjoys interaction, playtime, and training. 📍 Located in Tulsa, OK Looking for a committed, loving home.

Meet Asha – the ultimate overachiever in the categories of lounging and loving. Asha is what we like to call emotionally available – she’ll bond faster than your last Amazon Prime delivery and loves hard. She’s sweet, gentle, and will follow you around like she’s on a mission to become your shadow’s understudy. Basically, she’s the safe, soft-hearted sidekick you didn’t know you needed… but now can’t imagine life without. She’s the kind of dog who’ll make you feel like the most important person in the world within 3.5 seconds of meeting you — mostly because she’s already decided you’re her emotional support human. Safe? Absolutely. Sweet? To a fault. And once she loves you (which again, takes about the length of one sneeze), you’re stuck. Forever. Like glitter. Meet Asha — a 2-year-old, 63-pound Great Pyrenees whose gentle spirit and loving heart have remained unshaken, even through some incredibly difficult times. Asha came to us from a shelter, where she found herself on the euthanasia list after being left unclaimed—with a large tumor hanging from the side of her face. Despite the pain and confusion, she remained sweet, calm, and affectionate with everyone she met. Thankfully, one of our wonderful foster families stepped up just in time, and thanks to the skill and compassion of our veterinary partners, her tumor was successfully removed. Her incision is nearly fully healed now, and she’s feeling better than ever.Asha is the perfect blend of laid-back and loving. She’s just as happy curling up for a quiet afternoon nap as she is riding shotgun for a treat run. She forms bonds quickly and deeply, offering the kind of unconditional affection that only a rescue dog can. She’s safe. She’s sweet. And she’s ready to write a new chapter—this time with a forever family who sees her for the beautiful soul she truly is. Asha is basically that one friend who gets along with everyone—dogs included. She’s the type who walks into a room, does a polite sniff-around like she’s reading the vibe, and then settles in like she’s always been part of the group. She doesn’t need to be in the middle of the play session, but she likes to know she’s invited. Now, when she first met Major(the resident dog), things were… let’s say tense. He wasn’t thrilled to share the spotlight, but Asha handled it like a total pro—gave him some space, didn’t take his dramatics personally, and let him come around on his own timeline. (He did. He’s obsessed now.) She met a couple of kids recently—ages 8 and 11—and read the room better than most adults. The younger one was clearly a little intimidated by her size (fair, she is part pony), and Asha immediately softened her approach. No jumping, no wild energy—just a slow flop to the floor and a full tummy display, like, “I’m harmless, I promise. You can pet me now.” Cats? She’s seen one. Didn’t chase it, bark at it, or try to interview it. The cat was probably more concerned than she was. Asha just gave it a side glance like, “You do your thing, whiskers. I’ve got naps to take.” And when it comes to grown-ups? Asha thinks you’re great. All of you. She gives a warm, happy greeting without turning into a caffeine-fueled tornado, then politely parks herself nearby in case you feel like giving her some attention. She’s sweet, respectful, and somehow still manages to make every new person feel like they just met their favorite dog. Basically, she’s the total package—diplomatic, affectionate, and socially savvy. Asha’s energy level clocks in at a solid 3 out of 10—which is basically the canine version of a koala crossed with a sleepy golden retriever. If you’re looking for a dog who treats movement as an optional activity unless snacks or car rides are involved, congratulations—you may have just found your soulmate. She’s not going to be your hiking partner for that sunrise summit, but she will accompany you on a leisurely stroll. Despite her preference for lounging, she’s a surprisingly stellar road trip buddy. None of that “panting at every red light” drama here—she's more of a chill co-pilot, gazing out the window like she’s contemplating life’s deeper questions (like why pup cups aren’t free healthcare). With a little help from her doodle foster brother, she’s now a pro car companion—quiet, relaxed, and very pleased to be included. Leash walking? She’s not going to win gold in the Obedience Olympics, but she’s not trying to drag you down the block like a sled dog in the Iditarod either. Unless there’s another dog nearby—then she briefly becomes the mayor of Excitedville. And yes, if she catches a really interesting smell, expect a full-on stubborn statue moment. She’s only been on two “official” walks, but she strutted her stuff like she was auditioning for Dog Bachelor. As for her hobbies, it’s a pretty short list. Napping, cuddling, maybe trying a toy if no one’s watching. She’s dabbled in playtime—it was adorable and slightly awkward, like someone trying yoga for the first time—but she’d honestly prefer a 24/7 petting schedule. She’s not high-maintenance, but she is very in favor of being adored like the majestic, velvet-nosed queen she is.Her temperament? In a word: sweet. In more words: dangerously sweet. She bonds fast, loves hard, and has that “I will imprint on you like a baby duck” energy. She’s smart—like, “quietly outsmarting the humans and pretending she didn’t” smart. Her memory is suspiciously good, so don’t make promises you can’t keep... especially if those promises involve snacks. She absolutely loves being outside, so if you’re apartment-bound with no yard, she’s probably not your girl. She enjoys sunbathing, supervising passersby from a safe distance, and making sure the wind is doing what it’s supposed to. Bottom line: Asha is a low-drama, high-sweetness kind of dog who just wants a soft place to land, a few short adventures, and a lifetime supply of belly rubs. Asha is, in fact, potty trained. She’s polite, dignified, and far too fabulous to do her business indoors like some kind of heathen. As for kenneling... hard no. If you’re looking for a dog who happily trots into a crate and tucks herself in like she’s checking into a cozy doggy hotel, Asha is not your girl. She gave it an honest try—for two nights—and responded with what can only be described as soul-crushing wails straight out of a Victorian ghost story. Not barking. Not whining. Wailing. Like a heartbroken opera singer who lost her will to sing. She sleeps quietly through the night on her bed, doesn’t wander, doesn’t get into things, and generally acts like she’s been free-roaming responsibly her entire life. She doesn’t need a crate to behave—she just needs a home that understands that not every dog finds comfort behind a closed door. So, if you’re thinking of bringing her home and sticking her in a crate while you’re at work—respectfully, don’t. It simply isn't necessary for her. Asha’s barking style? Let’s just say she’s not out here narrating every squirrel movement like a neighborhood gossip, but she will absolutely sound the alarm if something seems off. Suspicious noise outside? Bark. Mailman approaching? Bark. Ghostly presence from another dimension? Possibly bark, just to be safe. She saves the big, dramatic barks for things she deems truly important(although you may not always agree on the level of importance)—like potential intruders, strange sounds, or, you know, a plastic bag blowing across the yard with malicious intent. When she’s bored or just wants a little attention, she tones it down to more of a low rumble or cute little "notice me" bark—kind of like she’s trying to keep it professional but still get her point across. If you’ve made it this far and are thinking, “Wow, this majestic land cloud sounds perfect”—you’re absolutely right. But before you go planning matching outfits and road trips, there’s one small catch: you’ll need to fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app (yes, we require paperwork—because this girl doesn't just deserve a home...she deserves the PYRfect home), and you'll need to come pick her up in Moore, Oklahoma. That’s right—no shipping, no teleportation, no Uber for dogs. Just you, your car, and the open road leading to the best decision you’ll ever make. Don’t worry—she’ll make it worth the drive.

*Warning: may cause instant emotional attachment.* My name is Sugar. I may be on the smaller side compared to my siblings (think compact marshmallow), but don’t let my fun-size stature fool you—I can absolutely zoom when the mood strikes. I enjoy a good run, a solid play session, maybe a brief moment of athleticism… and then I’m done. I will be over there. Laying down. By myself. Reflecting. Because unlike some puppies, I know when it’s time to clock out and recharge. Basically, I’m the perfect balance of playful puppy energy and soft, sweet, cuddle-first temperament. So if you’re looking for a dog who’s sweet without being wild, playful without being overwhelming, and snuggly without shame—congrats. You found me. I’m Sugar. And I absolutely live up to the name. 🍬💛 I am a 3–4 month old, 22-lb male Great Pyrenees mix, proud member of the Brew Crew (yes, we’re a thing, yes, we’re adorable). My siblings and I didn’t exactly have the smoothest start to life. We were found abandoned, which is rude, frankly, but luckily a very kind Good Samaritan stepped in and kept us safe. They loved us, but couldn’t keep us long-term, so they did the absolute best thing possible and handed us over to PPFT so we could find our real forever homes. Okay… deep breath. Here’s the part of my story that’s quieter—and heavier. At some point before I was rescued, I fractured my leg. We don’t know exactly how it happened—maybe I was hit by a car, maybe it was blunt force trauma—but what we do know is that it happened when I didn’t have anyone to keep me safe. No comfort. No vet. Just a baby puppy trying to survive. By the time kind humans stepped in, my leg had already started healing on its own. Which sounds hopeful—and it is—but it also means I walked around injured for who knows how long because there was no one there to help me sooner. The good news is the X-rays show it’s healing well, and because I’m still growing, the vet believes my leg should continue to correct itself with time. So, while I may walk around with a bit of a limp, I am one tough cookiNow we’re safe, growing, learning how to puppy properly, and waiting for our happily-ever-afters like the soft, fluffy protagonists we are. I’ve taken this opportunity to lean fully into my strengths: sweetness, snuggles, emotional availability, and being carried like a baby. Oh, other dogs? Yes. Big fan. Huge. Five stars. I love other dogs. Love them. Adore them. Will absolutely run, wrestle, tumble, and engage in highly competitive puppy WWE matches with them. I am enthusiastic, joyful, and fully committed to playtime. And then—because I am emotionally mature and in touch with my limits—I will be the first one to say, “Okay, that was fun, I’m done now,” and wander off to take a nap. So officially, my relationship status with cats is “unknown.” What I can tell you is that I’m generally a pretty chill dude with a solid off switch and a strong appreciation for minding my own business. But until I meet a cat and receive my formal evaluation (likely via intense staring), this remains an unanswered chapter in my autobiography. Kids? Yes. Specifically teenagers—the tall ones who move fast, make noise, and think they’re very cool. I haven’t tested the tiny, grabby human category yet, so my experience is limited to the older models. But with teens? I was chill, well-mannered, and didn’t embarrass myself even once. A solid performance, if I do say so myself. Ah, the age-old question: adventurer or homebody? Let's see, I absolutely love to play. I run. I zoom. I participate enthusiastically in all activities that involve legs, grass, or other dogs also running for no clear reason. I’m in it. I commit. I give 110%. And then—when my work is done—I love a good, hard nap. So could I be an adventure-seeker? Sure. Am I a homebody? Also yes. I believe in balance. Now, let’s talk snuggles. I love them. Deeply. I enjoy being held like a baby. Cradled. Carried. Rocked. If you scoop me up, I will immediately turn into a melted marshmallow and pretend I was born to be carried everywhere. No shame. Zero. And yes, I currently am healing from a fracture in my leg, but before you get sad—don’t. I’m tough as nails. I’m handling it like a champ, barely complaining, and honestly acting like this is just a minor inconvenience in my otherwise very busy schedule of being adorable and emotionally supportive. So in summary: I’m sweet, small-ish, soft-hearted, quietly confident, wildly snuggly, and apparently resilient enough to star in my own inspirational montage. If you’re looking for a gentle soul with puppy playfulness, calm vibes, and the strength of a tiny warrior wrapped in fluff…I am totally him. Now, a quick note for my future family—because transparency is important and I respect informed decision-making. I am a puppy. A baby. A literal child. Which means certain things will be your responsibility, not mine. For example: Potty training — I am not born knowing where your bathroom boundaries are. Training — I have a very good brain, but it needs guidance, consistency, and snacks. Yes, lots of snacks. Socialization — it’s your job to show me the world so I can grow up confident, polite, and brag-worthy. Like make your grandma want to take me home with her brag worthy. Puppy proofing — if you leave it within reach, that’s on you. I don't know what you are emotionally attached to yet. Help me become the kind of dog who makes you feel like you absolutely nailed this whole dog-parent thing. I’ll bring the sweetness, the cuddles, the resilience, and the charm. You bring the structure, the patience, and treats. Deal? 🐾💛 And now, the part where you stop scrolling, sigh dramatically, and say, “Okay fine, we’ll apply.” All I ask is that you fill out an adoption application at pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so PPFT can send it over to my very important foster family (they’re kind of a big deal). Then you’ll come pick me up in Norman, OK, where I will calmly and politely change your entire life. No pressure. Okay—some pressure. But the good kind. The “wow we really lucked out” kind. Apply responsibly. Love Sugar. 🐾💛

Oh good. You found me. I was beginning to think I was going to have to start a podcast called “Sweetest Boy Alive: The Untold Story.” But lucky for you, I’ve decided to introduce myself instead. I am, according to reliable sources (my foster), “the sweetest boy.” I personally think that’s an understatement, but I try to stay humble. I don’t need to be the loudest in the room. I don’t need to be the center of attention. I just want to be near my people, quietly existing in a state of gentle devotion. I’m the kind of dog who reads the room. If it’s playtime, I’m in. If it’s nap time, I’m already curled up. If it’s “we had a long day and just need peace,” I will absolutely match that energy. I’m Val — 12 weeks old, 28 pounds of premium fluff and I come pre-loaded with good looks, guardian instincts, and just enough independent thinking to occasionally pretend I didn’t hear you. My sister and I were abandoned before we landed in rescue. Quite rude, honestly. But truly? Their loss. Because I am a gem. A treasure. A limited-edition, oversized cloud with a heart of gold. Despite my early plot twist, I am the sweetest boy. Calm. Steady. Thoughtful. I’m not here to flip your coffee table for sport. I’m here to lean gently into your leg and make you feel like you’re the most important human in the universe. Oh, you want the tea on my social life? Perfect. Gather ‘round. Dog wise, I currently live with two big girls, and let me just say — I hold my own. We play well together, we wrestle appropriately, we zoom with dignity (as much dignity as a 28-pound baby bear can manage). And yes. I do have a signature move. It’s called: Sit On Their Heads. Listen, when you’re already built like a fluffy bowling ball, sometimes physics just happens. I don’t mean to end up perched on top of my opponents mid-wrestle. It’s just… efficient. But in all seriousness, I play nicely. Once I warm up, I’m all in. I take cues well, I match energy, and I genuinely enjoy having dog friends. Especially big ones who can handle my growing-into-my-paws era. Ah yes. Cats. The judgmental loafs with opinions. I have not personally conducted any feline evaluations yet. Now, as a 12-week-old, 28-pound Great Pyrenees-in-training, I suspect I would approach a cat the same way I approach most things: cautiously at first… then with curiosity… then possibly with enthusiasm that may or may not be appreciated. Children? Ah yes. The tiny, wobbly humans. I have met one. A 12-month-old grandson. Very small. Very loud. Questionable coordination. I was sweet, obviously. Because I am a gentleman. That said… I am still a puppy. Which means I have paws the size of dinner plates and the spatial awareness of a fluffy ottoman. Truthfully? I’m much more interested in the big doggie cousins that visit.So yes — I’m sweet with kids. But I will need supervision, guidance, and a family that understands I’m a growing Great Pyrenees puppy, not a plush toy with self-control pre-installed. Energy wise? I’m a solid 7 — which means I wake up ready to participate in life. I enjoy playtime. I enjoy wrestling my dog friends. I enjoy trotting around the yard like I own acreage (which, frankly, I should). But I also come with an off switch. After I’ve stretched my legs and expressed my athletic genius (head-sitting included), I am more than happy to plop down dramatically and recharge. Preferably near you. Possibly on your foot. For bonding purposes. Overall temperament? Calm. Gentle. Soft-hearted. Slightly dramatic in my physical presence, but emotionally? Rock solid. Sweet is my brand. Calm is my default setting. Gentle giant-in-progress is my destiny. Now, while I may be too cute for words and sound pretty much like a gem. A calm, sweet, oversized marshmallow of a Great Pyrenees puppy. However… I am still 12 weeks old. Which means I did not arrive pre-programmed with “Perfect House Manners 2.0.” So my future family? You’re going to need to be prepared. Potty training? That’s a team sport. Puppy proofing? Also on you. If you leave shoes on the floor, that’s not temptation — that’s an invitation. Socialization? Very important. I’m a Great Pyrenees. I am going to grow into a large, majestic guardian with opinions. The more positive experiences you give me now, the more distinguished and well-rounded I become. Take me places. Let me see things. Teach me that the world is safe and that you’ve got it handled. Training? Again — I’m smart. Very smart. Borderline suspiciously smart. But I will treat commands as collaborative suggestions unless you make them worth my while. Be consistent. Be patient. Be committed. If you’re looking for a calm, sweet, oversized baby bear who will grow into your loyal shadow… I’m your guy. I’ll be the one sitting beside you during hard days, leaning into you during quiet nights, and standing tall when it matters. I’m playful but thoughtful. Gentle but sturdy. Sweet without being over-the-top dramatic. Now, here is the deal. You cannot simply show up and yell, “That’s my polar bear!” There is a process. You must fill out an adoption app at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app But once you complete the adoption app, the rescue will send it over to my foster family for approval. And when you are approved? You will need to pick me up in Warr Acres, OK. I will not be Ubering. I do not drive. And I am too majestic for public transportation. So fill out the application. Commit to the process. Come get your gentle giant-in-progress. I’ll be here. Growing. Waiting. Possibly sitting on a foster sibling's head. Love, Val 🐾