Pomsky puppies and dogs in Tulsa, Oklahoma

Marty is a 10-month-old, 38-pound male Pomsky, because apparently someone looked at a Husky and thought, “Beautiful dog, but what if we added the management style of a Pomeranian?” An ambitious choice. Mixing an energetic sled dog with a tiny creature who believes he should be consulted on all household decisions is essentially personality roulette with a grooming budget. You might get a delightful companion. You might get a decorative air horn with a personal vendetta against your curtains. The packaging will be adorable either way. That’s how they get you. And then there’s Marty, who apparently read the reviews, took the constructive criticism, and decided to come with a lovely personality, too. Cute AND sweet? In this economy? Sir, some dogs are trying to get adopted on the strength of one floppy ear and a decent “sit.” Please have some consideration. At 38 pounds, Marty is what we in the giant-dog rescue business refer to as “practically a keychain.” To normal people, he’s a comfortably medium-sized dog. To us, he’s a travel-sized woodland prince. And the fluff? Frankly unnecessary. He already had the cute face. Adding all that fluff feels like putting cream cheese frosting on a cinnamon roll and then asking whether anyone would like dessert. Obviously, Marty. We were interested three paragraphs ago. You can stop campaigning. 👉 Apply to adopt Marty: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app 📍 Marty is fostered in Stillwater, Oklahoma. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport. Marty’s appeal goes beyond being ridiculously cute. He loves people, loves attention, and would very much like to become someone’s favorite daily activity. Other dogs? Marty would very much like to play. Whether everyone else would still like to play is where the meeting starts falling apart. He approaches canine friendship like a little brother who just wants to be part of whatever his big siblings are doing and doesn't always understand when his energy is unwanted. His enthusiasm is sincere. His ability to read the room...not so much. He plays rough and doesn’t always recognize—or respect—when another dog is ready to clock out. Cats? Currently an unanswered question. His foster home has no cats, so Marty has not submitted his application to the Department of Feline Approval. We cannot say whether he would respectfully acknowledge a cat’s authority or make a series of regrettable networking decisions. Kids? Marty would be better suited to older kids or teens—humans whose balance is established and whose fingers are no longer routinely covered in applesauce. He’s still very mouthy, and those little teeth suggest someone accidentally installed the puppy hardware in the deluxe stuffed-animal package. He also sometimes tugs on clothing and paws at faces for attention, again much like a toddler that just wants someone to pay attention to him. Meeting new people, however, is absolutely on his social calendar. He has been friendly with people in public and loves saying hello. If you were hoping to quietly pass through life without discussing your dog with strangers, adopting a sociable miniature snow celebrity may complicate that plan. Marty wants attention, and he sees very little reason for you to give it to something as uninteresting as your phone, your laundry, or your other responsibilities. His energy is an 8/10. His foster says his off switch generally becomes available at nighttime. During business hours, he is accepting proposals for toys, fetch, walks, and activities that involve him doing something other than patiently admiring the wallpaper. An active home with time for both exercise and teaching him how to settle would suit him well. His current routine includes being crated during the workday, which his foster feels may contribute to how wound up he is afterward. A securely fenced yard would be a great outlet alongside time with his people, training, and outings. Apartment suitability is uncertain; this much enthusiasm would require a very committed exercise and potty routine. Simply opening a door and telling him to “go get tired” is unlikely to satisfy the toddler in the fur suit. Toys? Yes. Fetch? Also yes. Marty would like to know why we’re still discussing this when someone could be throwing something. He approaches toys with the enthusiasm of a child who just discovered Grandma’s credit card works on Amazon. Squeaky things, chewy things, things you throw so he can bring them back and immediately question why you’ve stopped throwing them—he’s interested in the entire catalog. Leash walks? Marty is thrilled you’re coming, although he has some concerns about your commitment to speed. He pulls even in a harness, proceeding like a miniature sled captain who was promised six teammates and received one person in questionable footwear. Somewhere in his ancestry, dogs crossed frozen wilderness. Now he’s trying to get you past the neighbor’s mailbox, and frankly, he expected more from the expedition. On walks, Marty is that kid who spots other kids at the playground and immediately decides they’re his friends, they’re playing together, and someone should probably tell them. Whatever those dogs are doing, he would very much like to be included. Unfortunately, his introduction sometimes involves barking and trying to race toward them, and not every dog appreciates a slightly bigger-than-average stuffed animal barreling over like they have known one another their whole lives. Car rides bring out Marty’s affectionate side and his deeply unqualified interest in driving. He can load himself, although sometimes he pauses like a celebrity waiting to see whether anyone has arranged a red carpet. He possesses the legs. Whether he wishes to use them at that particular moment is an internal discussion. Once safely restrained, he rides well. Without restraint, he would prefer your lap, because apparently buying the dog food also enrolls you in the Pomsky Chauffeur and Emotional Support Seating Program. Marty is pretty much potty trained as long as he is kept on a consistent potty trained, he is also now familiar with using a doggie door. He is also accustomed to a kennel and does well overall. Barking? Somehow, the Husky side of the family sent the hair without the full Broadway subscription. His foster says he rarely barks at home, usually joining in when the other dogs start. He’s essentially the person who doesn’t know what everyone’s protesting but grabs a sign because he supports his friends. Dramatic fears? None reported so far. His foster hasn’t identified any particular fears, which is impressive for a dog whose ancestry includes both a sled athlete and something small enough to declare war on a vacuum from beneath an end table. Marty is looking for someone who sees the sweet, people-loving boy beneath the magnificent fluff and thinks, “Yep, I’d like to be his person.” Someone to share adventures, celebrate his progress, throw the toy approximately seven thousand times, and appreciate that this enthusiastic little character already thinks spending time with you is an excellent use of his day. He has affection to spare, a wonderful zest for life, and the courtesy to put himself to bed. Honestly, that last skill puts him ahead of several adults we know. If you’re a dog-savvy person with an active lifestyle, and time to help a fluffy teenager keep learning, fill out an adoption application so we can send it to his foster family! Unfortunately, commenting “OMG, that face” does not automatically generate an application. We checked. Neither does tagging your spouse and letting them interpret the threat. His foster family will choose the home that best fits his needs, so tell us about the life you can offer this sweet little activities coordinator. Marty must be picked up in person in Stillwater, Oklahoma. No transports. You’ll need to come collect your woodland prince yourself. He may have designer ancestry, but complimentary shipping was not included.

Marty is a 10-month-old, 38-pound male Pomsky, because apparently someone looked at a Husky and thought, “Beautiful dog, but what if we added the management style of a Pomeranian?” An ambitious choice. Mixing an energetic sled dog with a tiny creature who believes he should be consulted on all household decisions is essentially personality roulette with a grooming budget. You might get a delightful companion. You might get a decorative air horn with a personal vendetta against your curtains. The packaging will be adorable either way. That’s how they get you. And then there’s Marty, who apparently read the reviews, took the constructive criticism, and decided to come with a lovely personality, too. Cute AND sweet? In this economy? Sir, some dogs are trying to get adopted on the strength of one floppy ear and a decent “sit.” Please have some consideration. At 38 pounds, Marty is what we in the giant-dog rescue business refer to as “practically a keychain.” To normal people, he’s a comfortably medium-sized dog. To us, he’s a travel-sized woodland prince. And the fluff? Frankly unnecessary. He already had the cute face. Adding all that fluff feels like putting cream cheese frosting on a cinnamon roll and then asking whether anyone would like dessert. Obviously, Marty. We were interested three paragraphs ago. You can stop campaigning. 👉 Apply to adopt Marty: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app 📍 Marty is fostered in Stillwater, Oklahoma. His adopter must personally pick him up there. We do not transport. Marty’s appeal goes beyond being ridiculously cute. He loves people, loves attention, and would very much like to become someone’s favorite daily activity. Other dogs? Marty would very much like to play. Whether everyone else would still like to play is where the meeting starts falling apart. He approaches canine friendship like a little brother who just wants to be part of whatever his big siblings are doing and doesn't always understand when his energy is unwanted. His enthusiasm is sincere. His ability to read the room...not so much. He plays rough and doesn’t always recognize—or respect—when another dog is ready to clock out. Cats? Currently an unanswered question. His foster home has no cats, so Marty has not submitted his application to the Department of Feline Approval. We cannot say whether he would respectfully acknowledge a cat’s authority or make a series of regrettable networking decisions. Kids? Marty would be better suited to older kids or teens—humans whose balance is established and whose fingers are no longer routinely covered in applesauce. He’s still very mouthy, and those little teeth suggest someone accidentally installed the puppy hardware in the deluxe stuffed-animal package. He also sometimes tugs on clothing and paws at faces for attention, again much like a toddler that just wants someone to pay attention to him. Meeting new people, however, is absolutely on his social calendar. He has been friendly with people in public and loves saying hello. If you were hoping to quietly pass through life without discussing your dog with strangers, adopting a sociable miniature snow celebrity may complicate that plan. Marty wants attention, and he sees very little reason for you to give it to something as uninteresting as your phone, your laundry, or your other responsibilities. His energy is an 8/10. His foster says his off switch generally becomes available at nighttime. During business hours, he is accepting proposals for toys, fetch, walks, and activities that involve him doing something other than patiently admiring the wallpaper. An active home with time for both exercise and teaching him how to settle would suit him well. His current routine includes being crated during the workday, which his foster feels may contribute to how wound up he is afterward. A securely fenced yard would be a great outlet alongside time with his people, training, and outings. Apartment suitability is uncertain; this much enthusiasm would require a very committed exercise and potty routine. Simply opening a door and telling him to “go get tired” is unlikely to satisfy the toddler in the fur suit. Toys? Yes. Fetch? Also yes. Marty would like to know why we’re still discussing this when someone could be throwing something. He approaches toys with the enthusiasm of a child who just discovered Grandma’s credit card works on Amazon. Squeaky things, chewy things, things you throw so he can bring them back and immediately question why you’ve stopped throwing them—he’s interested in the entire catalog. Leash walks? Marty is thrilled you’re coming, although he has some concerns about your commitment to speed. He pulls even in a harness, proceeding like a miniature sled captain who was promised six teammates and received one person in questionable footwear. Somewhere in his ancestry, dogs crossed frozen wilderness. Now he’s trying to get you past the neighbor’s mailbox, and frankly, he expected more from the expedition. On walks, Marty is that kid who spots other kids at the playground and immediately decides they’re his friends, they’re playing together, and someone should probably tell them. Whatever those dogs are doing, he would very much like to be included. Unfortunately, his introduction sometimes involves barking and trying to race toward them, and not every dog appreciates a slightly bigger-than-average stuffed animal barreling over like they have known one another their whole lives. Car rides bring out Marty’s affectionate side and his deeply unqualified interest in driving. He can load himself, although sometimes he pauses like a celebrity waiting to see whether anyone has arranged a red carpet. He possesses the legs. Whether he wishes to use them at that particular moment is an internal discussion. Once safely restrained, he rides well. Without restraint, he would prefer your lap, because apparently buying the dog food also enrolls you in the Pomsky Chauffeur and Emotional Support Seating Program. Marty is pretty much potty trained as long as he is kept on a consistent potty trained, he is also now familiar with using a doggie door. He is also accustomed to a kennel and does well overall. Barking? Somehow, the Husky side of the family sent the hair without the full Broadway subscription. His foster says he rarely barks at home, usually joining in when the other dogs start. He’s essentially the person who doesn’t know what everyone’s protesting but grabs a sign because he supports his friends. Dramatic fears? None reported so far. His foster hasn’t identified any particular fears, which is impressive for a dog whose ancestry includes both a sled athlete and something small enough to declare war on a vacuum from beneath an end table. Marty is looking for someone who sees the sweet, people-loving boy beneath the magnificent fluff and thinks, “Yep, I’d like to be his person.” Someone to share adventures, celebrate his progress, throw the toy approximately seven thousand times, and appreciate that this enthusiastic little character already thinks spending time with you is an excellent use of his day. He has affection to spare, a wonderful zest for life, and the courtesy to put himself to bed. Honestly, that last skill puts him ahead of several adults we know. If you’re a dog-savvy person with an active lifestyle, and time to help a fluffy teenager keep learning, fill out an adoption application so we can send it to his foster family! Unfortunately, commenting “OMG, that face” does not automatically generate an application. We checked. Neither does tagging your spouse and letting them interpret the threat. His foster family will choose the home that best fits his needs, so tell us about the life you can offer this sweet little activities coordinator. Marty must be picked up in person in Stillwater, Oklahoma. No transports. You’ll need to come collect your woodland prince yourself. He may have designer ancestry, but complimentary shipping was not included.

Gracie is a sweet older gal with a big heart for people. Even though she came from a sad situation where she was neglected terribly, she holds no grudges against humans and just wants to be loved. She is a cuddle bug and does great with kids. We had her in our home with our 6 year old and they spent a lot of time together. After about 3 weeks she really started to settle down quite a bit and was less anxious. She began to learn house rules pretty quickly and does very well being busy with a kong toy filled with treats. We're happy to see her recovering and gaining much needed weight. When she was rescued, she was emaciated with hip and rib bones dramatically showing. She had very little fur and bright red skin all over. She’s growing little tufts of fur back and her skin is looking much more calm these days. Gracie wants to be with her people. She also does great in the car. Because she spent so much time outside on a chain, she will also need patience in learning house rules. She will help herself to snacks on counters. She’s a spry girl for her advanced age and loves to play, run and jump around. Squeaky toys are her favorite. She walks nicely on a leash. She is potty trained and will talk to you when she needs to go out. Gracie has brought so much love and fun and we know she will be a blessing to someone. She would love a long-term foster home or a forever home where she can really settle in with her people, love them, and be loved and nurtured. With her sensitive skin, a diet that does not contain chicken would be the safest bet. She is also dog friendly but wouldn't mind living as a solo pet. She prefers polite animals that won't jump on her.

Meet Maya – a beautiful 6 to 8-year-old spayed female Husky with a calm and gentle spirit looking for a patient and understanding forever home. Maya is a lovely, independent dog who enjoys a relaxed lifestyle filled with plenty of naps and quiet moments. She loves carrying her toys around, not for playing fetch or tug, but simply as a comforting companion. Maya thrives on affection and will seek out head scratches once she feels comfortable, though she prefers to approach on her own terms. She is shy and a bit skittish at first, so she needs a calm environment where she can take her time to warm up and build trust. While Maya is not dog-friendly and has a high prey drive, making her unlikely to do well with cats or other dogs, she is very good with people—both men and women—and enjoys car rides. She is food and treat motivated but prefers treats placed on the ground rather than taken from hands. Maya is smart and can be guided with gentle pointing, though she does not yet know basic commands and is still learning leash walking, potty training, and kennel training. Maya has a fear of confinement but feels secure when she can see through a gate, so a home that respects her need for space and gradual socialization will be ideal. She is not protective over her food but appreciates being left alone while eating. This sweet couch potato is looking for a patient adopter who can provide a quiet, stable home where she can continue to build confidence and enjoy gentle affection at her own pace. If you’re ready to offer Maya the love and understanding she deserves, she will reward you with loyal companionship and quiet devotion. Could Maya be the perfect calm and loving companion for you? Come meet her and see if your home is the right fit for this special girl!

Sonny and Cher are an amazing duo. These two are litter mates and survived being abandoned and near death with parvo. They were adopted back in 2017. We were so excited that they got to stay together well then seven years later they came back at no fault of their own. They are sweet, fun, playful.