Great Pyrenees puppies and dogs in Henryetta, Oklahoma

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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.

🏝️🔥 SURVIVOR: TEENY CHIRICHILLO 🔥🏝️ 📍 Pickup Location: Oklahoma City, Oklahoma -Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Every season of Survivor has that contestant who's impossible to predict. One minute you think you've got them figured out. The next minute they're doing something completely unexpected, and somehow you're smiling the entire time. Meet Teeny. See, Teeny has developed what we can only assume is one of the greatest reward challenges in Survivor history. It goes something like this...You walk over to pick her up. She notices. She immediately drops into the classic puppy play bow—front legs stretched low, little fluffy bottom in the air—and gives you a look that says, "Come and get me!" So you do. She bounces just out of reach. You take another step. She bounces back. You think you've got her. Nope. Another bounce. Its not fear. It's not even resistance. It's a game. And judging by the expression on her face, she is having the time of her life playing it with you. Eventually—usually after a minute or two of this highly competitive event—you finally scoop her up. And then...She completely melts. What makes her so endearing is how interactive she is with her people. She doesn't just exist alongside you—she wants to engage with you. She loves the back-and-forth, the little games, the playful moments that make ordinary days feel a little more special. She's wonderfully social, absolutely loves being held, and genuinely enjoys spending time with her humans. Teeny Chirichillo is a 6-week-old, 11-pound female Great Pyrenees/potential Anatolian Shepherd mix. Mom certainly looks like a purebred Great Pyrenees, but Dad has remained one of rescue's greatest unsolved mysteries. Somewhere out there he's living his best life while an entire rescue continues asking, "Okay...but WHO ARE YOU?" Until he decides to make a dramatic appearance at the reunion show, "potential Anatolian Shepherd mix" is the best answer we've got. Teeny came to rescue alongside her incredible mama, Carolyn, and all of her siblings after their little tribe found themselves abandoned with nowhere safe to go. At just 6 weeks old, she's already tipping the scales at 11 pounds, based on her current growth, we'd estimate she'll probably mature somewhere around 70-80 pounds...give or take. Just as soon as Jeff Probst awards us the hidden immunity idol that comes with the ability to predict the future we will let you know for sure. One thing we don't have to guess is the kind of dog Teeny is becoming. She's playful, affectionate, wonderfully interactive, and already proving that life is simply more fun when you treat every day like there's a game to be played. She's the kind of puppy who'll make you laugh long before she realizes she's doing anything funny—and somehow, by the end of the day, you'll discover she hasn't just won the reward challenge...She's quietly won your heart. Teeny has apparently decided that one of life's greatest joys is making new friends. Whether they have two legs or four. When it comes to other dogs, she's absolutely all in. She's had the most experience with Katmai, the incredibly patient and gentle resident "auntie," and Teeny thinks Katmai is the greatest thing since puppy mush. She and her siblings happily climb all over her, wrestle with her, nap beside her, and generally treat her exactly the way they treat their own mama. Then there's Parker. Poor, sweet Parker. Parker has also met the puppies, but unlike Katmai, he isn't entirely convinced that having a parade of enthusiastic little fluffballs following him everywhere is the reward challenge he signed up for. Teeny, however, remains blissfully unaware. Like every confident puppy, Teeny has absolutely no concept that she's considerably smaller than the adult dogs around her. In her mind, they're simply larger playmates who are obviously thrilled she's there. Cats are still one of the few contestants who haven't joined this season of Survivor, but based on Teeny's personality, we'd expect her first thought to be: "OH! A what a weird looking dog, we are totally going to be BFF's!" Whether the cat accepts that invitation...well...that's entirely up to the cat. Children haven't officially entered Teeny's game yet, but we'd honestly be surprised if they didn't become one of her favorite alliances. This girl is wonderfully social and loves interacting with people. Of course, like with any puppy, we'd always encourage teaching both children and Teeny how to interact respectfully with one another. Puppies are learning, kids are learning, and together they can become an incredible team. Teeny's energy level lands right around a 5 out of 10, which is pretty much the perfect puppy balance. What really makes Teeny unforgettable, though, isn't her energy level. It's her personality. This girl is wonderfully social and absolutely loves being held. If you scoop her up for a cuddle, she's perfectly content to settle into your arms and soak up all the affection you're willing to give. She's interactive, clever, and loves engaging with her people. She isn't just looking for someone to feed her and throw a toy once in a while—she wants someone to laugh with, play with, and create little traditions with every day. She's the kind of puppy who turns ordinary moments into memories. The one who'll invent games you never knew existed. The one who'll make you smile before you've even finished your morning coffee. And the one who'll happily curl up in your lap afterward as if to say, "See? Wasn't that fun?" Like every Survivor contestant, Teeny still has a few challenges ahead. Potty training is one of the biggest. Right now she's just beginning to understand that humans have designated bathroom locations, and frankly, she's still deciding whether this new system is really necessary. Leash training should be...entertaining. If Teeny's "come catch me" game is any indication, we suspect she'll have a few opinions about this strange rope that's suddenly attached to her. Positive reinforcement, patience, consistency, and remembering that guardian breeds are independent thinkers will make all the difference. Great Pyrenees aren't known for blindly following instructions—they prefer to understand why they're doing something. Think of training less as giving orders and more as negotiating with a very fluffy toddler who's surprisingly good at making counteroffers. Basic obedience is another adventure you'll enjoy together. Teeny is bright, engaged, and loves interacting with her people, which gives her a wonderful foundation for learning. "Sit," "stay," "come," and "leave it" are all absolutely within her abilities. She'll just appreciate making training feel like another fun game instead of homework. Socialization may be Teeny's easiest reward challenge of all. She's already a wonderfully social little girl who enjoys interacting with people and thrives on engagement. Continuing to introduce her to friendly people, polite dogs, different environments, new sounds, car rides, everyday household noises, and all kinds of positive experiences will help her grow into the confident, well-rounded gentle giant she's meant to become. Every happy new experience is another building block toward an incredible adult dog. Well...You made it all the way to the end. Which means one of two things has happened. Either you came here seriously considering adopting Teeny...Or you had absolutely no intention of adopting another dog and have now become emotionally invested in a tiny fluffy puppy whose favorite hobby is making humans participate in a game they didn't realize they agreed to. So, if you've decided Teeny has officially become the Sole Survivor of your heart, it's time for your final reward challenge. Don't worry, this one's much easier than anything Jeff Probst has ever dreamed up. No eating mystery jungle cuisine that should've remained in the jungle. Instead...Your challenge is to fill out an adoption application. The real hidden immunity idol is finding the motivation to complete forms. Once you've heroically conquered this obstacle, we'll send your application over to Teeny's foster family so they can get to know you and decide whether you're the best lifelong match. Around here, we don't crown whoever clicks "Submit" the fastest—we're looking for the family that's going to love her through puppy zoomies, teenage shenanigans, and all the wonderful years that follow. Forever beats a million dollars every single time. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app If you're selected, your final reward challenge is a road trip to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, where Teeny will almost certainly invite you to one last game of "Come Catch Me" before deciding you've officially earned your cuddles. Now, before anyone asks...No, Teeny cannot be overnighted. Jeff Probst still refuses to personally deliver puppies while saying, "The tribe has spoken." Honestly...His commitment to disappointing us is impressive.

💎👑 Please rise for Her Grace, Countess. 👑💎 This elegant little aristocrat carries herself like she inherited a centuries-old estate complete with servants, chandeliers, and a trust fund. She doesn't need to announce that she's important—you'll know the moment she gracefully parks herself on the deck, surveys her kingdom, and silently judges the landscaping decisions you've made. Naturally, a lady of her status has a few expectations. For example, the grass should be dry. Perfectly dry. Dew? Absolutely unacceptable. Rain? How dare the weather. If the lawn has the audacity to be even slightly damp, Countess will politely wait for someone to chauffeur her to an appropriate potty location because, quite frankly, wet paws are beneath her social standing. With her striking looks, graceful personality, and just the right amount of diva energy, Countess has all the makings of nobility. She may not actually own a castle....but we're pretty sure she's already picking out where she'd like you to build one. 📍 Location: McAlester, OK -Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. Apply at: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Countess is a 9-week-old, 17-pound female Great Pyrenees, and while her title suggests she was born into luxury, her actual résumé looked a little less Downton Abbey and a lot more survival expert. Before rescue, this little noblewoman spent her days weaving through traffic like she'd mistaken the highway for a royal promenade, all while doing her best to avoid the coyotes that considered the area part of their estate. It's safe to say her early life was missing a few important aristocratic essentials...like safety, room service, and a staff whose sole purpose was making sure Her Grace never had to worry about anything. Thankfully, her royal rescue party arrived just in time. But because apparently the universe enjoys giving tiny puppies unnecessarily difficult origin stories, Countess wasn't out of the woods yet. Shortly after arriving in foster care, her foster realized something wasn't quite right. The diagnosis? The dreaded parvo. She tackled it with far more grit than you'd ever expect from someone who now refuses to let a single dewdrop touch her royal paws. These days, Countess has officially evicted parvo from her kingdom and is back where she belongs—playing, growing, supervising her household from the deck like she's conducting inspections of the royal grounds, and reminding everyone that courage and elegance can absolutely coexist. She may be a self-proclaimed diva when it comes to damp grass…but this little Countess has already proven that when life throws her a real battle, she's anything but delicate. Beneath all that beauty is one incredibly brave little girl who's ready to trade surviving for simply being someone's beloved best friend. When it comes to mingling with the other members of high society, Countess is surprisingly down-to-earth. She absolutely loves other dogs and is always happy to invite them to what she assumes is a royal garden party. She enjoys playing, chasing, and generally making new friends, but unlike some overenthusiastic nobles, she actually understands etiquette. If another dog politely declines her invitation or lets her know they'd rather not participate in today's festivities, Countess respectfully accepts their decision and moves on. Proper court manners? Already ahead of schedule. As for cats, the neighboring feline kingdom has yet to schedule a diplomatic summit, so we simply don't know how Her Grace feels about whiskered dignitaries. Countess also hasn't had the pleasure of meeting any tiny humans yet, but we think she'd likely do quite well with kiddos. She is, however, still very much a puppy, which means she's currently attending the prestigious Academy of "Everything Belongs in My Mouth." During this teething phase, she'll occasionally mistake fingers, sleeves, and unsuspecting pant legs for chew toys. It's completely normal puppy behavior, but like any young aristocrat, she'll benefit from gentle guidance as she learns the difference between appropriate royal toys and...well...your children. Meeting new people? Countess doesn't waste time waiting for formal introductions. If she spots a potential new subject—I mean friend—she's thrilled to make their acquaintance. Her excitement sometimes causes her to forget that four paws are generally expected to remain on the ground, so she'll occasionally greet visitors with an enthusiastic little hop. Fortunately, once the initial celebration is over, she settles down quickly. She's incredibly smart, eager to learn, and this is one of those puppy habits that should improve nicely with consistency and training. On the Royal Activity Index, Countess clocks in at a lively 7 out of 10. She's got enough energy to conduct thorough inspections of the kingdom, organize spontaneous zoomie festivals, and ensure every toy has been properly tested for durability. But once her noble duties are complete, she's more than happy to retire to the castle and spend quality time lounging beside her favorite humans. Even aristocrats appreciate a good nap. At the moment, Countess still requires a chauffeur to load her into the royal carriage because she's simply too little to hop in herself. Once she's settled, though, she's the picture of composure. As for leash walks, Her Grace has informed us she's still a bit young for those official royal processions. Like every puppy, she'll need time, patience, and practice to learn proper leash etiquette, but she certainly seems like the type who will enjoy strolling through her kingdom once she's old enough. Will she grow into an adventurous explorer or a distinguished homebody? The answer appears to be...yes. Countess loves running around the yard, playing with the other dogs, and investigating every fascinating corner of her domain. But when the excitement dies down, she's perfectly content relaxing with her people and supervising household operations from a comfortable location. Her overall personality is exactly what you'd hope for from a future noblewoman. She's incredibly sweet, adapts quickly to routines, loves to play, and equally enjoys winding down with her humans afterward. In fact, she's become so accustomed to mealtime that she has developed her own little pre-dinner performance. As her foster prepares breakfast or dinner, Countess breaks into an adorable happy dance worthy of a royal celebration, accompanied by the sweetest little song to politely remind everyone that she is, in fact, waiting very patiently for her banquet. Water games, however? Hard pass. Countess has made it abundantly clear that damp paws are an unacceptable condition for members of the aristocracy. Toys, on the other paw, have been officially approved by the crown. She loves chasing them, pouncing on them, and making sure they're all properly exercised. Fetch, however, is apparently a misunderstood concept. Countess will enthusiastically chase the ball because obviously it cannot be allowed to escape the estate. Retrieving it and bringing it back to you, though? That's where your expectations become unreasonable. A Countess does not fetch. She delegates. When it comes to choosing her forever kingdom, Countess would much prefer one with a securely fenced yard. Could she survive without one? Perhaps. But let's remember she's a Great Pyrenees, a breed famous for believing property lines are more like...friendly suggestions. Give a Pyr an unfenced yard and before long they'll decide it's their civic duty to inspect the entire neighborhood, three nearby counties, and possibly a neighboring state. We'd really hate for Her Grace to perform an unauthorized royal tour, so a secure fence is definitely high on her list. An apartment probably wouldn't be her first choice, either. While she's perfectly capable of relaxing indoors, she's also a growing puppy who enjoys stretching her legs, chasing her sisters, and conducting very important inspections of her outdoor estate. A little room to romp would suit this Countess just fine. Potty training is also exactly where you'd expect it to be—with a baby puppy who's learning a little more every day. Consistency, patience, and plenty of praise will help this young noblewoman continue earning her degree in House Manners. When bedtime rolls around, Countess settles into her crate beautifully. She sleeps peacefully with one of her sisters, proving that even independent aristocrats enjoy a royal slumber party. Like every teething puppy, Countess briefly launched a campaign against table legs and chair legs, apparently believing handcrafted wooden furniture was included in her chew toy collection. Thankfully, once actual chew bones and puppy toys were introduced, she caught on quickly. She's a smart little lady who learns fast when given the right alternatives. As for barking, she's still relatively quiet. She occasionally joins in while roughhousing with her sisters, and she'll happily announce the arrival of deer, because apparently someone has to keep the wildlife informed that they're entering noble territory. And finally, let's discuss the diva allegations. They're accurate. Countess genuinely carries herself like she owns the estate. She'll perch on the deck with an expression that says, "Yes...everything the sunlight touches is under my supervision," quietly observing her kingdom like a tiny aristocrat conducting daily inspections. Then there's the grass. If it's dry? Wonderful. Business may proceed. If there's morning dew? Absolutely not. Her Grace refuses to lower herself to such conditions. In fact, if the lawn has the nerve to be damp, her foster literally has to pick her up and place her on the grass before she'll even consider taking care of business. Wet paws are, quite simply, beneath a Countess of her stature. Behind the dramatic standards, though, is an incredibly loving, intelligent, resilient little girl with movie-star looks and a heart that's every bit as beautiful as her fluffy coat. She'll make you laugh daily, keep you endlessly entertained, and somehow convince you that carrying a puppy to avoid damp grass is a perfectly reasonable part of your morning routine. Honestly...she already has us trained. 👑 Has Countess graciously allowed you to dream about becoming part of her royal court? Excellent. Your first assignment as a loyal subject is surprisingly simple. Head over to https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app and submit your official request for an audience with Her Grace. Once you've completed your paperwork (because apparently even royalty is buried in bureaucracy), our wonderful volunteers will send your application to Countess's foster family for review. If you're chosen, you'll gain far more than just a puppy. You'll receive a loyal best friend, a professional cuddle consultant, an expert squirrel and deer supervisor, a tiny diva with a heart of gold, and a fluffy companion who somehow survived traffic, coyotes, and parvo only to declare war on...morning dew. Priorities. 📍 Pickup Location: McAlester, OK And yes, you'll need to come pick her up yourself. Countess will not be arriving via Amazon Prime, UPS, FedEx, Uber, Lyft, private jet, royal carriage, trebuchet, or a team of highly trained carrier pigeons. While we're confident she'd look absolutely fabulous riding in a horse-drawn carriage, the rescue insists her forever family make the journey to bring her home in person.

📖 Duke's Official Handbook to Being a Lovable Goofball 📍 Pickup Location: Norman, Oklahoma Adopters will need to come pick up their new furry family member themselves. 📝 Apply here: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Welcome to Duke's guide on how to live your very best life. Step one? Approach every day with maximum excitement and minimum coordination. Need to get on the couch? Absolutely! Will you make it? ...Well, that's a problem for Future Duke. This sweet boy launches himself with the confidence of an Olympic athlete, only to come up hilariously short. But instead of getting embarrassed, he simply looks back at you with his signature goofy grin as if to say, "Did you see that? Pretty impressive, right?" Duke is equal parts sweetheart, comedian, and enthusiastic optimist. He loves to run, play, and keep everyone around him smiling with his wonderfully awkward antics. His joyful personality is impossible not to love, and his happy-go-lucky attitude reminds you that sometimes life is just about giving it your best shot—even if you miss the couch by a solid foot. If laughter really is the best medicine, Duke might just be the healthiest dog you'll ever meet. 💙 Of course, every great handbook needs a little backstory. Duke is a 4–5-month-old, 28-pound Great Pyrenees mix whose adventure didn't exactly begin with luxury accommodations. Through no fault of his own, he found himself sitting in a shelter, waiting for someone to notice that behind those oversized puppy paws was a heart of pure gold and a personality that could brighten even the gloomiest Monday morning. Thankfully, Duke has officially closed the chapter titled "The Shelter Years"—admittedly a very short and highly overrated chapter—and has enthusiastically moved on to the much better sequel, "Learning That Life Is Actually Pretty Awesome." These days, he's busy perfecting his couch-launching technique, collecting admirers everywhere he goes, and proving that sometimes the happiest dogs are the ones who refuse to let yesterday write the rest of their story. If Duke were writing the social chapter of this handbook, it would simply read: "Everyone is my friend. They just don't know it yet." Dogs? Fantastic. Big dogs, little dogs, old dogs, puppies—Duke has yet to discover a dog he doesn't immediately assume is ready to become his new best friend. Personal space? That's more of a suggestion than an actual rule, and Duke has graciously volunteered to ignore it. If another dog isn't in the mood to play, Duke considers that a temporary technical difficulty and is more than happy to keep trying until they give in. More often than not...they do. He's especially smitten with baby puppies, treating them like the coolest little sidekicks around. Along the way, he's also been learning that the occasional low warning growl translates to, "Maybe dial it back there, buddy." It's still a work in progress, but he's a smart pup who's figuring out that not every dog shares his "everyone wrestles immediately" philosophy. Cats remain one of life's great mysteries. Duke hasn't had the pleasure of meeting one yet, so the handbook respectfully declines to speculate on whether he'd attempt to befriend them, recruit them into a wrestling match, or simply wonder why this tiny dog looks so...different. People, however? That's an easy chapter. Duke has never met a stranger. Whether you've known him for five years or five seconds, he'll happily greet you like you're an old friend who just returned from an epic journey. He's been around teenagers and has done wonderfully, greeting them with the same enthusiasm he reserves for everyone else lucky enough to cross his path. If you come to meet Duke, just assume he'll skip the awkward introductions and move straight to, "Great! We're best friends now." If you're looking for a couch potato... Duke would like to respectfully point you toward literally any other handbook. Duke firmly believes every day should include zoomies, wrestling matches, toy investigations, splashing through water, and enough playtime to ensure everyone in the house sleeps well that night. He's always ready for the next adventure, whether that's exploring the backyard, hanging out with his people, or convincing another dog that this game is going to be the most fun they've ever had. His favorite activities include toys (all of them, thank you very much), playing in the water, and participating in a highly specialized version of fetch where you throw the toy...he retrieves it...and then proudly keeps it because, in his professional opinion, you've already had your turn. Returning it would only create unnecessary paperwork. When it's time to hit the road, Duke is currently enjoying the perks of being small enough for chauffeur service. His foster simply picks him up and places him in the car, where he immediately settles in to enjoy what he has determined is one of humanity's finest inventions: air conditioning. Why look out the window when you can simply stretch out and let the cool air blow directly into your face like the tiny prince you were clearly born to be? He's also learning the finer points of leash walking. Like many puppies, he's still figuring out that the leash is a helpful guide and not an elaborate conspiracy designed to interrupt important sniffing opportunities. With a little consistency and practice, he's well on his way. One thing you won't find in Duke's handbook is unnecessary drama. Thunderstorms? Fine. Strange noises? No big deal. Resource guarding? Nope. He's far too busy living his best goofy life to waste time being suspicious of vacuums, mail carriers, or the terrifying betrayal of his own bodily functions. Every handbook eventually reaches the fine print, and Duke's comes with a few important disclosures from the Department of Puppy Shenanigans. First, accommodations. Duke would be happiest in a home with a securely fenced yard where he can burn off all that puppy enthusiasm. Could he live somewhere without one? Sure—as long as his humans are committed to giving him plenty of walks, adventures, and opportunities to exercise both his legs and his ever-curious brain. A bored Duke is a creative Duke, and history has shown that creative puppies tend to make...questionable career choices. He's already started learning a few important life skills. He knows sit and shake...well, most of the time. Like any respectable teenager, he occasionally pretends he didn't hear you if something more interesting is happening. Selective hearing is, unfortunately, a common side effect of puppyhood and if we are being honest Pyrhood as well. House training is coming along nicely, but Duke is still in the "please supervise your adorable toddler" phase of life. As long as his family keeps him on a routine and watches for his cues, he'll continue making great progress. At bedtime, Duke sleeps quietly in his crate, and he also stays there when his humans are away. Despite his impressive résumé as an amateur quality-control inspector of household objects, Duke isn't a nuisance barker, doesn't spend his days inventing elaborate schemes, and generally prefers having fun over causing trouble. He'll occasionally bark to invite another dog to play, because sending a formal invitation seemed unnecessarily complicated. At the end of the day, Duke is exactly what his handbook has promised from page one: incredibly sweet, endlessly entertaining, and always ready for the next adventure. He has enough energy to keep life exciting, enough goofiness to make you laugh daily, and enough love for both people and dogs to fill a house many times over. If your dream dog is equal parts loyal sidekick, enthusiastic playmate, and lovable class clown, Duke has been studying for this role his entire life. If you've made it this far, congratulations! You've officially survived Duke's Official Handbook to Being a Lovable Goofball and have hopefully realized that life is simply more entertaining with a slightly uncoordinated, endlessly optimistic puppy by your side. Think you're qualified for this prestigious position? Excellent. Unfortunately, Duke can't simply hand out friendship bracelets and declare you his family. There has to be paperwork. We know. It's tragic. Start by filling out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app. The nice humans at Pyr Paws N Fluffy Tails Rescue will carefully review it and, if they decide you've met Duke's very rigorous standards (or at least the rescue's), they'll send your application to his foster family for final consideration. Should all parties agree that you're worthy of becoming Duke's official couch-cheering squad, you'll then need to make the journey to Norman, Oklahoma to pick him up. Duke has been informed that teleportation, overnight shipping, and Prime Delivery are still unavailable, so an in-person pickup is required. Now quit overthinking it. Duke's got toys to "fetch," dogs to befriend, couches to almost jump onto, and a forever family to find. Maybe it's you. 💙

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.