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These adorable dogs are available for adoption in Jenks, Oklahoma. To learn more about each adoptable dog, click on the "i" icon for fast facts, or their photo or name for full details.
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Cici

German Shepherd Dog

Female, Puppy
Jenks, OK
Size
(when grown) Small 25 lbs (11 kg) or less
Details
Good with kids, Good with dogs, Not good with cats, Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Cici is a determined puppy who has triumphed over a challenging beginning. Although initially timid, she soon responded positively to affection and delights in playing with fellow dogs. She has successfully learned crate training and is advancing in her potty training, despite some occasional accidents. Cici enjoys playing fetch and has a particular fondness for balls. If you are interested in Cici, shoot me a text at 918-630-2671.
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King Arthur

Great Pyrenees

Male, 5 mos
Tulsa, OK
Size
(when grown) Large 61-100 lbs (28-45 kg)
Details
Good with kids, Good with dogs, Good with cats, Spayed or Neutered, Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Do you like really fluffy dogs? Like the kind of fluff you can lose your car keys in, mistake for a yeti, or use as an emergency pillow in case of sudden naptime? Well, then you are going to worship this boy. He is royalty, he is majestic, he is basically a walking cloud with opinions, and he has graciously decided that he is ready to go home with you—if you prove yourself worthy, of course. King Arthur is a 12-week-old Great Pyrenees mix, and yes, you read that right—King Arthur. Not just any commoner, but true canine royalty. He’s already mastered the art of regal lounging, dramatic sighs, and gazing upon his subjects (you) with benevolent judgment. He gets along well with other dogs and kids, likely tolerating them as his loyal subjects, provided they don’t challenge his reign. As for cats? He hasn’t officially met any yet, but given his royal status, we assume he’d bestow upon them the legendary side-eye of disapproval before strutting away, fully aware that he alone rules this kingdom. Bow before your new fluffy overlord—he might allow you to adopt him. King Arthur, in all his royal glory, is a young nobleman with medium energy—meaning he enjoys a good adventure but also demands his fair share of lounging like the pampered aristocrat he is. He would absolutely partake in grand expeditions (or what peasants call “hiking”), provided his loyal subject—you—carry the royal snacks and provide adequate adoration along the way. When meeting new people, King Author takes a dignified approach: reserved, watchful, silently judging. He’s not one to throw himself at just anyone—you must earn his trust, peasant. But once you’re deemed worthy, he’s all in. Toys? Of course, he plays with toys. What kind of ruler doesn’t enjoy a bit of royal entertainment? Whether it’s plushy subjects for him to conquer or chew toys to assert dominance over, he takes his playtime very seriously. Now, let’s talk about what you—the lucky new subject of King Author’s kingdom—will need to do to keep His Royal Floofness happy. Because adopting a puppy isn’t just about basking in his cuteness (though, trust me, you’ll be doing a lot of that). No, no—this majestic little ruler comes with a royal to-do list: Socialization: King Author may be noble, but he wasn’t exactly born into high society. He’ll need to be introduced to new people, places, and experiences so he doesn’t grow up thinking the world is a scary place. Training: Ah, training—a concept King Author will pretend doesn’t apply to him. Commands? Rules? Expectations? How quaint. But despite his belief that he should be the one giving the orders, he will need consistent training to become the best ruler he can be. So, arm yourself with treats, patience, and the ability to outwit a very fluffy, very dramatic toddler in a fur coat. Potty Training: Look, he’s a baby. And like all babies, he has zero concept of where it is and isn’t appropriate to… ahem… conduct royal business. Your floors will be a canvas for his learning process, and your patience will be tested. Accidents will happen, and if you think glaring at him will make him feel bad, prepare to be met with a look that says, “Peasant, clean it up.” Leash Training: Right now, King Author sees a leash as an offensive restriction to his freedom. You, however, see it as a way to keep him from running off like a fluffy escape artist. So, yes, leash training is mandatory. There will be flopping. There will be stubborn sitting. There will be drama. But with consistency, he’ll eventually learn that walkies are an important part of his royal duties. Puppy Proofing & Chewing: If it’s on the floor, it’s his. If it’s not on the floor, he will find a way to make it his. Shoes, remote controls, furniture legs, your sanity—all fair game in the eyes of a teething puppy. Your best bet? Remove temptation, provide appropriate chew toys, and accept that at some point, you’re going to lose something valuable to his tiny, fluffy wrath. King Arthur is, quite frankly, amazing—but he already knew that. He thrives in the company of his fellow canine subjects, playing like the social butterfly (or should we say social lion?) that he is. He’s the rare kind of pup who actually respects boundaries—which, if you’ve ever met a puppy, you know is a miracle on par with finding a matching sock in the dryer. Now, when it comes to humans, he’s still considering them. Are they worthy of his trust? Are they here to serve him snacks? He’s still figuring that part out. However, small humans (kids) seem to have won him over effortlessly—probably because they understand the value of fun, zoomies, and an excessive amount of enthusiasm. And here’s the best part: he actually listens. He knows his name and, believe it or not, when you tell him to go to his kennel, he does it—without turning it into a dramatic, Oscar-worthy performance of The Tragic Capture of the Royal Floof. That alone makes him a rare gem in the puppy world. King Author is ready to expand his kingdom, but first, you must prove yourself worthy. Fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it to his foster family for approval. And remember, His Royal Fluffiness will not be arriving on a golden carriage—you will have to come pick him up in Kiefer, OK. No private jets, no royal escorts—just you, your car, and the chance to serve a lifetime as this majestic pup’s loyal subject. 🏰🐾
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Chocolat

Chesapeake Bay Retriever

Female, 2 yrs
Tulsa, OK
Size
(when grown) Med. 26-60 lbs (12-27 kg)
Details
Not good with kids, Good with dogs, Good with cats, House-trained, Spayed or Neutered, Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Ah yes, Chocolat—and no, we didn’t forget how to spell. No, we didn’t misspell it. Yes, it’s because of the movie. And no, she won’t be serving hot cocoa or opening a small-town confectionery that magically fixes everyone’s emotional baggage—though she might fix yours just by existing. Introducing Chocolat: the soulful-eyed, soft-eared drama queen who always looks like she just read the end of The Notebook. (Seriously, she has the ears of a heartbroken poet and the soulful gaze of someone who just found out the squirrel escaped again.) Don’t be fooled by her permanent “life is hard” expression—this girl is a total sweetheart. Chocolat is basically perfect: sweet, loving, and soft as a marshmallow. She takes treats like a refined lady at afternoon tea—no chomping, thank you very much—and will sometimes grace other dogs with her playful presence (when the mood strikes and the stars align). But her true passion? Shadowing her humans like an emotionally supportive cloud. You move, she moves. You blink, she’s there. You sneeze, she’s already bringing you a tissue—emotionally. Chocolat is a 2-year-old, 50lb female Labrador Retriever mix… allegedly. And by “mix,” we mean spin the Wheel of Mystery Fluff and let the speculation games begin! Great Pyrenees? Probably—because let’s face it, even when there’s technically no proof, our Pyr radar goes ping. German Shepherd (those ears are basically satellite dishes), or maybe she’s not a Labrador at all and we’ve been hoodwinked by a Chesapeake Bay Retriever in disguise with her soft, wavy, luxury blanket-level fur. But really, you didn’t click on this profile because you care about her DNA breakdown like you're prepping for a doggie 23andMe. No, you’re here because that face—those eyes—ambushed your soul and demanded your heart. Same thing happened to us when we spotted her in the shelter, looking like a tragic French film heroine just waiting for someone to cue the dramatic music and roll the credits. How someone let this dog-shaped ball of love and drama end up in a shelter is beyond us. But hey, their questionable life choices could be your "riding off into the sunset with a sentient chocolate marshmallow" moment. So don’t mess this up. Adopt the fluff. With other dogs, Chocolat is the perfect blend of "polite introvert" and "unexpected party crasher." She’ll hang back like she’s above it all—until suddenly she’s in the middle of the zoomies like she’s been planning it all week. As for cats? She’s shockingly respectful of the household purrinators, possibly because she’s convinced they’re tiny, judgmental gods and she doesn’t want to get on their bad side. She hasn’t been officially tested with any of the small, sticky humans we call children, but based on her sweet nature, we imagine she’d do fine—as long as they don’t mistake her for a chocolate unicorn and try to saddle up. (She draws the line at being furniture.) She’s a little reserved when meeting new people at first—because standards—but give her a minute and she’ll melt into affection like she was contractually obligated to. She’s basically a slow-burn rom-com: awkward at first, then completely irresistible. Chocolat’s energy level falls somewhere between a lounging koala and a curious goat—low-key but with occasional spurts of “I have thoughts and must express them via light trotting.” She hits that magical 5-out-of-10 energy level where she’s down for a stroll or a nap, depending on your vibe. She’s a total gold medalist in the Car Ride Olympics—just chill, relaxed, and possibly judging your playlist in silence. On walks, she brings her A-game: no pulling, no drama, just smooth strides like she trained under a Zen master. Adventure or homebody? Honestly, she’s both... kind of. She’ll come along for the outing because you’re going, not because she has any grand plans to hike Everest. She still gets a little unsure in new environments, but her loyalty runs deep—if you’re going, she’s going. Period. Overall, she’s got that reserved, thoughtful vibe. She’s the type who watches the room like a detective in a trench coat before deciding whether to engage. But the moment she spots her person? Game over. Cue the wiggly butt, happy tail, and all the love. Other dogs? Meh. She’s not exactly the cruise director of the dog park, but she’ll dabble in a game of tag here and there. Mostly, though, she’s a devoted sidekick looking for her favorite human to shadow like it’s her full-time job. Fence or no fence? She’s flexible. A securely fenced yard would be great, but she’s just as happy in a home or apartment with regular leash walks—as long as she’s got her human, she’s home. Oh, and she’s both potty and kennel trained. That’s right—she pees outside and doesn’t scream in a crate. A mythical creature, basically. As for destructive tendencies? Nope. She’s not out here trying to live her best beaver life by chewing through your furniture. As for barking, she’s more of a casual commentator than a full-blown canine town crier. She’ll chime in occasionally—like when someone new shows up or the other dogs are stirring up drama—but she’s not out here narrating every falling leaf or imaginary ghost squirrel. Think “polite notice” rather than “midnight megaphone.” Just enough voice to remind you she’s observant, but not so much that you’ll be investing in noise-canceling headphones. So, what are you waiting for? Chocolat is basically the dog equivalent of finding a rare Pokémon in your backyard—just waiting for the right person to come along and make her their human. Don’t let this opportunity slip through your fingers. If you think you can handle the adorableness and are ready to take this sweet fluffball into your life, then fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app already. It’s super easy—just a few clicks to send it over to her foster family, and voilà, she could be yours. Oh, and if you’re not already in Hutchinson, KS... well, pack up the car because that’s where you’ll be picking up this little bundle of joy. Ready to adopt her? Better get a move on before someone else does!
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Java Chip Oreo

Great Pyrenees

Female, 3 mos
Tulsa, OK
Size
(when grown) Large 61-100 lbs (28-45 kg)
Details
Good with kids, Good with dogs, Not good with cats, Spayed or Neutered, Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Meet Java Chip Oreo — the espresso shot of the Oreo litter, minus the energy burst. She’s shy at first, which is just code for “she’s silently judging your entire existence before deciding if you’re worth her affection.” But once she deems you acceptable (congrats, by the way), she’s all sweetness, snuggles, and slow-blink stares like a dog-shaped barista who’s just finished her shift and is ready to chill. This girl isn’t here to cause chaos — that’s her siblings’ job. Java Chip is more the “calm, cool, and collected” type. You know, the kind who’s above zoomies but might raise an eyebrow at them. She’s the mellow latte in a world of triple-shot Frappuccinos. Basically, if you're looking for a pup who's quietly sophisticated with just a dash of whipped cream goofiness…Java Chip Oreo might just be your girl. Java Chip Oreo is a 3 month old, 18lb female Great Pyrenees mix. Java Chip Oreo waltzed into rescue with her siblings, Peanut Butter Oreo and Mint Oreo, after they were caught living their best (and most dangerous) lives — casually playing Frogger in and out of the road like it was no big deal. Clearly, street smarts weren’t their strong suit. With other dogs, she’s the social butterfly who RSVP’d “yes” to every playdate, but she’d rather be your little shadow, following you from room to room like a four-legged intern who’s suspiciously overqualified. She hasn’t been officially tested with the feline overlords (aka “purrinators”), but we assume she’d at least offer them a sniff and a polite hello before deciding they’re beneath her. With kids, she’s the ultimate sidekick — playful, patient, and probably wondering how those tiny humans get away with so much. And when it comes to people in general? If you’ve got hands, she’s got time. Pet her once, and you’ve signed an emotional contract to never stop. Java Chip Oreo’s energy level falls somewhere between a caffeinated squirrel and a golden retriever who just spotted their favorite ball — let’s call it a solid 7/10 on the “Zoomie-O-Meter.” She’s got pep in her step but still knows when to clock out for a cuddle break. In the car, she starts off with bold aspirations of becoming a lap dog slash co-pilot, but quickly settles for the floor or passenger seat once you crush her dreams by enforcing actual driving safety. Don’t worry — she forgives you… eventually. As for her overall vibe? Java Chip is the "calm, cool, and collected" type. Picture the dog equivalent of someone who drinks iced coffee year-round and always looks unbothered, even when everyone else is losing their minds. She’s more of a vibe curator than an entertainer — unless toys are involved. Then it’s game on. She’ll run zoomies in the yard with her pup crew, proudly parade around with her toys like they’re Olympic medals, and then melt into your arms like a furry puddle of affection. Java Chip Oreo would thrive best in a securely fenced yard where she can run freely, vibe with her friends, and occasionally pretend she’s faster than light. Apartment life might cramp her style unless you’re prepared to become a dedicated leash-walking, toy-tossing sidekick. Is she a homebody or an adventurer? Yes. Because really, wherever you are (and preferably some four-legged BFFs), that’s exactly where she wants to be. Whether it's couch loafing or backyard sprints, she's all in — as long as you're part of the fun. Java Chip Oreo is mostly a civilized young lady... except when she forgets. Which happens...because she is a puppy. If you’re the type who gets personally offended by a little accident on the rug or needs a dog who comes pre-programmed with house manners, she’s probably not your girl. Java Chip Oreo has some strong opinions about being kenneled — and by “strong opinions,” we mean absolutely not, thank you very much. If you’re hoping for a dog who will quietly snooze in a crate like a well-behaved stuffed animal… she’s not your girl. She views kennels the way most people view tax season: deeply unnecessary and mildly offensive. Java Chip Oreo isn’t a big chewer right now — but let’s not get cocky. She is still a puppy, and puppies are basically tiny toddlers with teeth. While she’s not out here turning your furniture into modern art, we can’t promise she won’t one day decide your flip-flops look like a delicious chew sampler. Java Chip Oreo is more of the strong, silent type — think brooding indie film character who only speaks when it really matters. She's not here to narrate your Amazon deliveries or provide commentary on the neighborhood squirrels. In fact, you'd almost forget she has vocal cords… until something actually warrants a bark. Ready to upgrade your life with a perfectly balanced blend of chill, charm, and just enough puppy sass to keep things interesting? Java Chip Oreo is waiting. Fill out that adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can send it to her foster family and get this coffee-flavored cutie one step closer to forever. Pickup is in Claremore, OK — lattes not included, but endless love is absolutely guaranteed. ☕🐾
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Oxford

Australian Shepherd

Male, 2 mos
Tulsa, OK
Size
(when grown) Small 25 lbs (11 kg) or less
Details
Not good with kids, Good with dogs, Not good with cats, Spayed or Neutered, Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Introducing Oxford — lover, goofball, and full-time smooch distributor. This guy is basically a walking rom-com: all heart, no shame, and an endless supply of puppy kisses he’s determined to land square on your face. If you weren’t planning to start your morning with an unsolicited lick to the cheek, well... too bad. Oxford has plans. He’s got the tail wag of a caffeinated metronome and the comedic timing of someone who knows he’s cute and milks it for all it’s worth. The faces he makes? Academy Award-worthy. He’ll stare at you like he just heard you say something deeply offensive (like “no more treats”) and then immediately go back to being your biggest fan. Basically, Oxford is the class clown of the UK Litter—except instead of detention, he gets belly rubs. Oxford is a 6-week-old, 3.5lb male Mini Aussie mix and—brace yourself—he’s currently about the size of a venti Starbucks cup, minus the caffeine but loaded with personality. His mama, Elizabeth, came to us very pregnant, and promptly delivered the UK Litter. No, we don’t know who the dad is. He left zero contact info, no Instagram handle, and definitely didn’t stick around to help with college tuition. Could’ve been another Mini Aussie, could’ve been a charismatic squirrel—we may never know. Elizabeth clocks in at around 30lbs, so we’re guessing Oxford will land somewhere in that ballpark. Think “large bag of dog food” or “a toddler with opinions.” But let’s be real—puppies like to keep us humble, so if you’re going to spiral into full meltdown mode because he dares to be 33lbs instead of 30, maybe keep scrolling. But if you’re cool with a little unpredictability wrapped in floof, and you’re emotionally prepared to raise a 30-something-pound lovebug with the kissing stamina of a Golden Retriever on espresso, Oxford might just be your guy. Oxford is everyone's favorite little flirt—equal parts class clown and clingy love bug. He plays with his siblings like they’re starring in a soap opera (lots of dramatic tackles and over-the-top reactions), and while he hasn’t officially mingled with the big dogs yet, he’s absolutely interested. Through the fence, he gives them “notice me, senpai” eyes while his tail spins like a tiny helicopter blade. He hasn’t met cats or other small critters, but let’s be honest—Oxford would probably treat them like long-lost friends or potential cuddle buddies, whether they agree or not. Subtlety is not his thing. Kids? He hasn’t been around them yet, but he thrives on attention, snuggles, and being treated like royalty, so as long as the small humans understand that he is fragile, perfect, and not a plush toy, he’ll happily accept them into his fan club. When it comes to meeting new people, Oxford goes full golden retriever in a Mini Aussie body. He’s never met a stranger—just new people who haven’t been kissed yet. He’s the guy who waltzes in like he’s hosting the party, tail wagging, tongue out, and heart wide open. Resistance is futile. Oxford runs at an enthusiastic 10/10 energy level, with the emotional range of a Shakespearean actor and the stamina of a toddler on sugar. One second he’s launching himself across the room with all four paws off the ground, and the next, he’s dramatically collapsing into a nap like he just completed a marathon. (It was five minutes of play. He’s fine.) His temperament is a full-time lovefest. Oxford is clingy in the most flattering way—he wants to be on you, near you, looking at you, or kissing your face until you question your boundaries. He’s affectionate, bouncy, and convinced the only thing missing from your life is more Oxford. When it comes to hobbies, he’s not picky—as long as it involves movement, mischief, or mouth-based exploration. He’ll pounce on a stuffed animal like it personally offended him, chase a leaf like it owes him money, and treat mealtime like a competitive sport. Food time is sacred, and he treats every bowl like it’s been catered by a Michelin-starred chef. Basically, Oxford is here for a good time, a snuggle, and possibly a full-scale emotional takeover. You’ve been warned. Oxford is not potty trained—because he’s six weeks old and far too busy being adorable to concern himself with such trivial matters. He’s in his “pee wherever the vibe feels right” era, and frankly, he’s thriving. If you were hoping for a tiny gentleman who politely asks to go outside… you may want to revisit your expectations and/or your Google search history. Crate training? Also a solid no. He’s currently living that whelping box life, where the rent is free, the blankets are warm, and no one expects him to sleep in a crate. He hasn’t had to face the cruel injustice of crate training yet, and we’re not sure how he’ll feel about it when that day comes—probably betrayed, dramatically. Chewing? At this stage, he’s just dabbling. A little nibble here, a light chomp there—mostly innocent stuff. But we can already see the sparkle in his eye that says, “One day I will eat your favorite shoelaces, and I will feel no remorse.” As for barking, Oxford isn’t the town crier of the group. That honor belongs to Cambridge. Oxford sticks to the occasional playful woof when he’s really feeling himself mid-wrestle. He’s more into tail wags, kisses, and being the comedic relief than alerting you to neighborhood threats like squirrels and passing clouds. He’s not the right match for someone looking for a chill, low-maintenance pup who arrives fully trained and emotionally independent. Oxford is a high-energy, high-affection, mildly ridiculous little lovebug who wants your attention, your snacks, and your face to kiss. If that sounds like too much? He kindly suggests you try adopting a houseplant. If you're ready to surrender your personal space and facial hygiene to a 3.5lb love missile named Oxford, now’s your chance. Fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app so we can pass it along to his foster family for royal approval. He’ll be ready to start his reign in your home around the first week of June, with pickup in Oklahoma City, OK.
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Liv

Aussiedoodle

Female, 5 mos
Tulsa, OK
Size
(when grown) Med. 26-60 lbs (12-27 kg)
Details
Not good with kids, Good with dogs, Good with cats, House-trained, Spayed or Neutered, Shots are up-to-date,
Story
Introducing Liv: the canine equivalent of a pocket-sized party! That’s right — forget everything you know about Pyr Paws N Fluffy Tails Rescue, because Liv is here to shatter records and expectations. Standing proud at a whopping 20 pounds (yes, you read that correctly, TWENTY pounds), she’s basically the size of one of our usual Pyrabear heads. Need a dog you can pick up with one arm while sipping coffee with the other? Liv’s your girl. Unlike our typical 100-pound professional nappers, Liv is what scientists call "energetic" and "happy-go-lucky" — meaning she actually moves without a forklift and enjoys being awake. She's the life of the party, bouncing and adventuring like she's auditioning for a Disney movie. But don’t worry — she has a soft side, too. When she’s finally done living her best zoomie life, she’ll settle down, snuggle up, and hit you with the tiniest, most polite kisses known to mankind. Rub her teensy-tiny tummy once, and congratulations — you’re now her person forever. Resistance is futile. In short, Liv is living proof that great things really do come in small, ridiculously adorable, turbo-charged packages. Liv came to us after her owner realized that this ball of caffeinated Aussiedoodle fluff might be slightly more work than anticipated. Yep, you read that right — Liv is one of those highly sought-after doodle mixes. Break out the glitter and confetti, folks! She may have leaned a little heavier on the Aussie side when it comes to looks, but don’t worry — she won’t be smashing any growth records anytime soon. She’s small, mighty, and absolutely convinced the entire world exists solely for her entertainment. Personal space? Never heard of it. Liv is enthusiastically in your business at all times — whether you like it or not. Grumpy growls from our giant Pyrabears are treated like background music as she flings herself into their personal bubbles, assuming everyone is just playing hard to get. She also enjoys latch-on-tail rides around the yard, where she plays the role of a determined barnacle while the big dogs pretend they’re towing an annoying, but somehow charming, tugboat. (Translation: Liv would not be a great match for a grouchy old dog who dreams of retirement and silence.) As for cats, or as Liv calls them, “purrinators” — she does still bark at them occasionally, because clearly they are plotting something. But after being smacked a few times (life lessons, Liv style), she’s decided it's safer to practice a peaceful "ignore but hover nearby" strategy. Sometimes, when the stars align and she’s feeling especially civilized, you might even catch her coexisting at shockingly close range with them — like a tiny diplomat at a very tense summit. Liv hasn’t been around small kids yet, but she does think every human who walks through the door is her personal fan club president. If you throw her a ball, congratulations — you’ve just signed up for a lifetime commitment, because she will fetch it with the desperate enthusiasm of someone who believes each throw might be the last one ever. Liv’s energy level falls somewhere between a caffeinated squirrel and a goat on a mountain ledge. On a scale of 1 to 10, she’s clocking in at a solid 47 — and no, she has absolutely no plans of slowing down. There is not a single ounce of hesitation, fear, or rational thought packed into her tiny, turbo-charged body when it comes to adventure or new experiences. If something looks exciting, Liv will launch herself at it full speed, brain cells be damned. She does everything at full speed with exactly zero thought given to physics, furniture, or your personal space. Leaping from couch to chair? Absolutely. Sprinting up the recliner and around your head like she's auditioning for a stunt show? Why not. It's called freestyle living, look it up. Outside, it’s even better. Liv becomes a tiny, muddy pinball machine, bouncing at warp speed from dog to dog, hole to toy to chair and back again, as if she's competing in her own personal triathlon — only with even fewer rules and way more enthusiasm. When she finally burns out, she’ll snuggle up like a tiny, exhausted angel, doling out the softest, most disarmingly sweet kisses imaginable. Rub her tiny tummy once, and you’ve signed a lifetime loyalty contract — you’re hers now. Sorry, we don’t make the rules. Liv will play fetch with her precious stack of tennis balls until your shoulder gives out, and when it does? No problem. She’ll simply throw her own (very formerly fluffy) stuffed hedgehog across the room and chase it herself, living her best independent queen life. She hasn’t been to the water yet, but based on her current love affair with biting the water while you fill her bowl — and her absolute glee at turning every post-rain mud puddle into a personal spa — we predict a strong future as a full-blown water goblin. With a consistent schedule, Liv is absolutely potty trained— she’s basically a tiny professional. She’ll even politely go to the door and give you the look like, "Excuse me, peasant, my royal business awaits outside." However, if you expect her to read your mind or figure out your random Tuesday schedule by osmosis, let’s just say... you might end up cleaning a rug or two. Liv is the type to keep it relatively chill indoors — she’s not the barking machine that will make your neighbors file complaints...However, step outside and Liv has a unique talent for turning every movement, real or imagined, into a major event. In short, she’s a one-dog neighborhood watch program, announcing every minor shift in the universe with the kind of confidence usually reserved for major news anchors. Ready to make your life a little more exciting? Then hurry up and fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app — we’re going to send it to her foster family ASAP so they can get the ball rolling. Just a heads up: you’ll need to pick her up in Purcell, OK. Because she may be tiny, but she’s already got a big presence, and we can’t exactly ship that in a box. 😏 Go ahead, make your home a Liv-sized adventure today. We’ll be waiting…and so will she...ready to smother you in kisses like you are her long-lost family that she has been waiting an eternity for...which in her eyes...you are.

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Yorkie Haven Rescue - OK

Jenks, OK 74037

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Oklahoma German Shepherd Rescue

PO Box 1292, Jenks, OK 74037

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Dalmatian Assistance League Inc.

P.O. Box 703022, Tulsa, OK 74170

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Pet Adoption League Tulsa

10117 E 71st St, at Petsmart 11:00 A.M. – 3:30 P.M., Tulsa, OK 74170

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Partnering for Pets, Inc.

9521 Riverside Pkway, #333, Tulsa, OK 74137

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Pyr Paws and Fluffy Tails Rescue

Tulsa, OK 74137

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Ava’s Rescue

Tulsa, OK 74136

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Glenpool Animal Shelter

14536 S. Elwood Ave, Glenpool, OK 74033

Pet Types: cats, dogs

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Rescue

Everything Dog

Glenpool, OK 74033

Pet Types: dogs

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Shelter

Greyhound Pets of America/Oklahoma

1775 E. 59th St., Tulsa, OK 74105

Pet Types: dogs

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