Did someone say Perfection? Oh, wait, you must have said Pearl—same thing, really.
Hi there, I'm Pearl, the border collie puppy who’s 90% pure sweetness and 10% chaotic land shark. If you’re looking for a low-energy couch potato, keep scrolling—because I’m the kind of girl who will hop onto your lap, steal a kiss (and maybe a snack), then zoom away faster than your Wi-Fi can buffer. For those wondering, I’m just a tiny 3-month-old bundle of cuteness, which means I’ve got a foolproof get-out-of-jail-free card: my puppy dog eyes. One look at my adorable face, and you’ll forget why you were mad in the first place—if you can even get mad at all! I mean, seriously, look at me... how could anyone resist this face? 🐾
I ended up at PPFT after finding myself stuck in a shelter, and let me tell you, it was such a drag. Can you even imagine being behind bars, unable to smother everyone who walks by with kisses or follow them around like the adorable shadow I was born to be? The indignity of it all! There were days when not a single person told me I was cute. Unbelievable, right? It was like they didn't even realize who they were dealing with! Thankfully, my amazing foster mom quickly recognized what a gem I am, and before long, PPFT scooped me up and welcomed me into their Fluffy Butt Program. Clearly, they knew a star when they saw one!
I weigh about 16lbs right now, so if my puppy math is correct (and let’s be real, I’m more focused on toys than numbers), I’ll likely end up around 55-60lbs full-grown, give or take. Honestly, paying attention to human math is way down on my priority list. I’d much rather be playing with the other dogs or making sure every single one of my toys gets the attention it deserves! You know what else doesn't quite add up? Fetch. Oh, you bet I’m chasing that toy down—after all, there's no way it’s getting away from me! But here’s the thing: I’m not so sure why you humans think I’m going to bring it back. I just did ALL the work, and now that toy is mine to cherish... until, of course, another toy dares to make a run for it. Then, I’ll drop that first one faster than the latest iPhone release! And when it comes to releasing, oh trust me—I’m a pro. I’m working hard on my potty training, and while I still haven’t figured out why humans get to use that giant water bowl but I’m not allowed to go on the floor... I’m starting to realize that pottying outside is just way less dramatic and a whole lot more satisfying. Plus, there’s no one judging me for my business—it’s a win-win! It’s pretty funny to me that humans give us dogs a house inside a house—what’s the deal with that? I think you call them “kennels,” but hey, I’m not complaining. It does have its perks, and I guess you could say I’m officially kennel-trained...
We’ve talked about houses inside houses, but let’s not forget about apartments—aka "fun-sized houses." As much as I’d love to be everyone’s BFF, I just don’t think I’d thrive in such a tiny space. I mean, I’m all about zooming around the yard, having a blast with the other dogs, and living my best life. A cramped apartment? Nah, that’s just asking for my zoomies to hit the walls—definitely not my vibe. Oh, and did I mention I’m a bit... vocal? Whether I’m trying to get your attention or alerting you to some suspicious noise (and trust me, I have an excellent ear for strange sounds), I’m not shy about speaking up. Now, I get that apartment complexes are always buzzing with activity, and while I’d be more than happy to keep you—and the entire building—updated on all the goings-on, I’m not sure how the neighbors would feel about my helpfulness. I mean, come on, I’m just doing everyone a favor, but okaaaaaay. For the most part, I’m all about my toys... but there’s just something irresistible about a good flip-flop. No matter where my foster mom hides them, I somehow always manage to track one down. Sure, a quick “no” makes me switch back to my toys , but let’s be real—those flip-flops have definitely not seen the last of me.
I like to think of myself as a friend to all—all the dogs, all the kiddos, and anyone who has snacks. I get along great with other dogs, and honestly, it’d be pawsitively fantastic if my new home had another playful pup to run around with. As for kids, I’m all about their energy and fun—just don’t forget that I’m still a baby and my love language is hugs. Being short means sometimes life’s better with two paws on the ground and two paws in the air, ready to show you just how much I care! I haven’t met any purrinators yet, but I’m super curious. I’d probably bark at them, try to get them to play with me (because obviously, they must want to), and then pout dramatically when they just stare at me like I’m some kind of weirdo. Sigh... the rejection is real.
So, what are you waiting for? Come meet me, Pearl, the perfect combo of playfulness, cuddles, and adorable mischief. I’m ready to be your new best friend—all you need to do is say yes, and I promise to fill your life with love, zoomies, and possibly a chewed flip flop or two. Oh, and just a little heads-up: if you’re ready to make me a part of your family, you’ll need to come scoop me up in Claremore, OK! Yep, no fancy transport for this girl—I’m too precious to be shipped like a package. You’ll have to come meet me in person, and trust me, I promise to make the trip totally worth it. Besides, you wouldn’t want to miss the chance to meet your new best friend in the flesh, right? Just think of it as a road trip to pick up the world’s cutest puppy (spoiler alert: it’s me).
You can find the application to adopt me by either messaging PPFT directly or on their website! <3
-Pearl
