Great Pyrenees puppies and dogs in Broken Arrow, Oklahoma

Baby (formerly Hall) was adopted at nearly 4 months old. Much loved and cared for over the last 3 years, his size and adopters health issues have brought him back to us. He is now in boarding and is terrified. Everything is new and loud. There are strangers everywhere. Once away from the chaos, he is sweet and affectionate. He wants love and comfort. He breaks my heart because he only wanted me to touch him. Reassure him. He needs a foster or adopter. Baby Hall is good with kids and dogs, crate trained, housebroken, seems good on a leash. Legacy of Hope provides everything you need to foster. Message us for a foster or adoption application.

Meet Lyla, formerly known as Freckles, a loving girl who is returning and looking for a foster home. Adopted in February as one of Honey’s puppies, Lyla has shown herself to be a sweet and affectionate companion. She loves to cuddle and is great with kids, often snuggling up on the second pillow above your head at night. Lyla gets along with other dogs, though it took some time for her to settle in. She has a strong personality and sometimes tries to take on the alpha role, which has led to some tension with other female dogs in the household. She’s crate trained and does well with it, though she occasionally has accidents, especially at night. These accidents are right by the doggie door, at night. She’s not the best on a leash but she has enjoyed walks and the outdoors. Lyla is still learning and she’s always eager for love and attention. Sadly, due to ongoing issues with aggression from the other female dog, her adopters decided to find Lyla a new home where she can thrive and feel safe. She’s a sweet, high-energy girl who deserves a family where she can be the loving companion she’s meant to be. If you think Lyla could be the perfect fit for your home, we’d love to hear from you. Message us for a foster app!!

Hello. We are needing to rehome our 7 year old Great Pyrenees. We recently adopted her and realized we can't provide her the home she deserves. We want someone who can be with her often and love her greatly. She's so sweet and loving. She loves sleeping and going on walks. She is heartworm positive but we have medication for her to take. We're located in Booneville, AR but are willing to travel to find her the best home.

This darling is Ace and he is a Pyr/Shepherd Mix (best guess!)  Ace is a sweetheart and super curious.  He loves to wrestle with his fur siblings and his bark is too big for his little body! He is potty/crate trained and is very motivated by treats.  He enjoys chasing the ball and chewing on his puppy bone.  He is very social and outgoing!  Applications can be found at www.carerescueok.org! ##2013897##

Introducing Han Solo, the fluffiest space cadet this side of the galaxy! At 6 months old and 58 pounds of pure fluff, this Great Pyrenees is ready to make the jump to light speed—right into your heart. With a coat as white as Hoth snow and a personality that’s out of this world, Han Solo is the ultimate co-pilot for all your adventures, whether you’re exploring the backyard or cruising through the neighborhood. Han came to us after a brief stint at the shelter where, for reasons that boggle the mind, he went unclaimed. Their loss is definitely your gain because this boy is ready to bring his mix of charm, fluff, and a little bit of swagger into your life. Han Solo has a special talent for making your home feel like the Millennium Falcon. He’s got a knack for finding the coziest spots in the house—whether it’s at your feet while you’re working or right in the middle of your kitchen floor (because who doesn’t need a fluffy speed bump while cooking?). And don’t worry about the Dark Side—Han’s as good as they come, with no resource guarding in sight. He’ll gladly share his toys, his space on the couch, and even his favorite spot by the fountain, which he’s transformed into his personal splash zone. When it comes to car rides, Han Solo is the epitome of chill. He hops right in, ready for the next adventure, and spends the journey either taking in the sights or lying down like the seasoned traveler he is. Public outings? Han’s got potential. He’s still figuring out the whole “don’t jump on people” thing, but with a little training, he’ll be the most charming sidekick at any café or pet store. Han Solo’s leash manners are as smooth as his coat—he doesn’t pull or try to trip you up, which makes him the perfect walking buddy. And while he’s still working on his potty training and learning that shoes are not chew toys, he’s making great strides. He’s already mastered the art of sleeping in his crate and happily goes in for treats, so you know he’s a quick learner. But there’s one other thing Han’s new family should be prepared for: this Jedi-in-training can be a bit mouthy. Whether it’s a playful nibble or a reminder that you’re late for playtime, Han Solo likes to communicate with his mouth. So, if you’re ready to channel your inner Yoda and work with him on this little quirk, you’ll be rewarded with a loyal companion who’s eager to please—once he’s done trying to nibble on your fingers to get your attention that is ;) . Now, about his guardian duties—Han Solo takes them seriously. He’s a Level 3 Guardian Barker, which means he’ll patrol your yard with the dedication of a Jedi Knight, letting you know if a squirrel dares to enter his territory. But don’t worry, he’s not one to bark without reason; he’s just making sure your home is safe from any intergalactic threats. And as a true Great Pyrenees, he’s got a few quirks you’ll want to prepare for. First, understand that Han Solo hears what you say—he just doesn’t care. He’ll acknowledge your recall request with a regal ear twitch, but don’t expect eye contact or immediate compliance. He’s got 3,000 years of independent thinking in his DNA, so getting him to sit might feel like negotiating with Jabba the Hutt. Let’s talk about shedding—if you’re the type to ask if he sheds, just know you’re not adopting Han Solo; you’re adopting a fluffy snowstorm that will cover your floors, your furniture, and quite possibly, your entire wardrobe. Embrace the fur, or prepare to be outsmarted by a dog who truly believes he’s the ruler of his own galaxy. Han Solo is a social butterfly with other dogs, especially puppies, and while he’s not had much experience with kids or cats, his happy-go-lucky nature suggests he could adapt with the right guidance. He’s a mix of playful and calm, enjoying a good game of fetch as much as he loves a quiet moment by your side. He’s also got a thing for water, whether it’s splashing in a fountain or joining you in the shower—yes, you read that right, he’s a water-loving Pyr! This fluffy rebel is still figuring out his place in the universe, but one thing’s for sure—he’s ready to bring a whole lot of love, laughter, and a bit of light-speed energy to a home that’s ready to embrace his big personality and even bigger heart. So, if you’re looking for a loyal co-pilot who’s equal parts playful and cuddly, Han Solo might just be the one to lead your family to a galaxy of fun and adventure. 📍 Pickup Location: Tulsa, OK 📝 Adoption App: https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app

Meet Shalane, the 90-pound fluffy enigma that’s likely part Great Pyrenees, part Golden Retriever, and maybe just a sprinkle of Collie—like the canine version of a mixed salad that somehow landed in your dog park. This gentle giant isn’t just here to look pretty; she’s on a mission to be the most loyal footrest you’ve ever had, often choosing to station herself at your feet while you navigate the trials of daily life. Think of her as your personal canine companion and motivational coach—whenever you move, she’ll be right there, making sure you don’t forget to share your snacks. Now, let’s address the elephant (or rather, the fluffy cloud) in the room: Shalane takes a while to warm up to new doggy friends. If she were at a party, she’d be the one in the corner, quietly judging the small talk before deciding if she’d like to join the fun. But fear not! Once she feels comfortable, she can be quite the socialite, provided her potential dog pals are male and relaxed. However, when it comes to cats, let’s just say Shalane’s idea of a good time doesn’t include “sacks-of-meow.” Nope, they’re not invited to her party. As for kids, she’s the gentle giant who’s great with well-mannered little humans. Just remember, Shalane isn’t a fan of kids jumping on her like a trampoline, so some boundaries will go a long way. And when it comes to car rides, you’ll need to buckle her in tighter than a rollercoaster rider, as she’s known to chew through leashes faster than a kid demolishing a birthday cake. She is a bit of a homebody, Shalane loves lounging around and will station herself near you, keeping an eye out like the loyal guardian she is. She might even offer you her finest footrest as she lays her head on your foot while you cook. If you’re lucky enough to catch her at her best, you’ll see her playful side emerge in spurts, making your heart just about burst with joy and you see this girl start to open up. On the leash, Shalane is a bit of a power walker. She’ll pull like she’s auditioning for the canine version of “Dancing with the Stars” when she spots another dog, but when she’s not distracted, she’s a perfect lady. Training? She’s got potential! With some consistent guidance, she’s learning the ropes and making strides in her puppy education. Shalane's house manners are top-notch! She’s like the guest who comes over, eats all your snacks, and still remembers to say thank you. A true lady, she knows how to lounge gracefully on the couch without turning it into a crime scene. Sure, she might occasionally eye your favorite shoe like it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet, but who among us can resist a tasty sole? Crate trained and polite, she’ll quietly chill while you’re out, making her the perfect housemate who won’t judge your snack choices or loudly critique your choice of TV shows. Shalane’s past may have left her with a few emotional hurdles, but this big-hearted girl is determined to figure out “how to dog.” She’s ready to tackle her puppy emotions and behaviors with your help. The reward? A steadfast companion who believes that every day is a chance to learn, grow, and maybe steal your heart—along with the occasional shoe. 📍 Pickup Location: Norman, OK

Oh, hey there! Name’s Socks, and I'm a dapper 4-month-old Great Pyrenees mix with enough fluff to stock a winter coat factory. At 31 pounds and counting, I’m growing fast and have big plans to keep my family safe from all the invisible dangers (like butterfly sneak attacks and phantom crickets). Alright, here’s the backstory (cue the dramatic music): My brother, Ghost Bear, and I had a bit of a rough start. We somehow ended up in the shelter together, just a couple of fluffballs trying to figure out what happened. It was loud, cold, and honestly pretty scary for a pair of sweet pups like us. But then, we got our lucky break—we landed with the awesome folks at Pyr Paws N Fluffy Tails Rescue, and now we’re on the lookout for our forever homes! Here's the rundown: I’m a certified sweet boy who loves affection but won’t demand it 24/7. In fact, I'm the type of pup who appreciates a little me time here and there—I’ll even stroll over to my kennel and settle down all by myself, like a proper gentleman. But don’t worry; I still keep an eye on you because someone has to make sure you don’t sneak off without me! I’m happiest when I'm within eyesight of my humans. You want to go outside? Great, let’s go. Hang out inside? Yep, I’m in. I’m flexible like that, just as long as I’m part of the action. And if you’re busy, don’t worry—I’ve got a bone-chewing hobby to keep me occupied, though I might take a break to see if you’ve dropped any snacks. Now, I’m not gonna lie—I approach life with a healthy dose of skepticism. New places? Hmm. Gonna need a minute. New things? I’ll take a hard pass at first, thank you very much. Bathtubs? Nope. That’s where I draw the line. Water might be nice in a bowl, but in a tub, it’s basically lava, and I will absolutely fight you on that one. But put a treat in front of me, and suddenly, I’m ready to conquer the world! Did someone say “sit”? Oh, I know that one. I can sit for a treat like a pro… though staying seated might be a challenge when my puppy energy kicks in. I've got moves that could rival a pogo stick, especially when my brother and I get into a wrestling match—playtime is the best time, after all! Now, if you’re more of a homebody, don’t worry—I’m totally good with that too. Whether we’re kicking back on the couch or watching TV (I hear dogs in shows are endlessly entertaining), I’m right there with you. Alright, here’s the deal on my potential future roommates—furry and otherwise: I’m a pretty chill dude when it comes to other dogs, especially if they’re cool with my play style. My brother and I have wrestling matches that look like they belong on pay-per-view, so if you’ve got a playful pup at home, I’d be happy to team up. But if you’re more into the single-dog lifestyle, that’s fine too! I’m good at entertaining myself (give me a bone, and I’m set), and I’ll gladly soak up all your attention without needing a tag team partner. Now, about cats… that’s a mystery to me. I haven’t met one yet, but I hear they’re pretty tiny and fast. If your cat has a “no dogs allowed” policy, fair warning: I might need a little practice in respecting feline boundaries (hey, I’m a curious pup!). As for kids, the same story. I haven’t spent time with any mini-humans, so I can’t promise I know all the kid rules yet. If your household includes younger ones, I’d be happy to give it a try. I’m gentle at heart, but a little patience would go a long way as I learn the ropes. Alright, let’s get to the heart of the matter—my vibe. I’m what you might call a “happy-go-lucky, play-hard-then-chill” kind of guy. I’ll jump into playtime with other pups, wrestle for a bit, and throw my best puppy moves. But once I’ve had my fill, I’m just as happy to lay low and recharge my batteries (preferably somewhere cozy with a good bone). Energetic? Sure! I’ve got a solid dash of spunk, and I do best with a buddy who can match my play style or a family who’s ready to keep my brain working with all the right toys and games. Now, full disclosure: I’m still figuring out this thing you humans call “fetch.” I mean, I’m happy to watch you throw the ball, but me bringing it back? Not so much. I’m more of a “you throw, I cheer you on” kind of guy. Could I do apartment living? Sure… with some fine print. I’d need a schedule packed with walks, playtime, or maybe a doggy daycare hookup to keep my energy in check. Otherwise, I might get a little stir-crazy without all my usual backyard exploration. As for potty training, we’re almost there! I’ve got the hang of most things, but every so often, I’ll still surprise you with a little pee accident (usually just a couple of times a week). But hey, no indoor pooping for this guy—I’ve got standards! I can sleep a solid 6 hours in the kennel before I need a bathroom break, so we’re getting close to the potty-trained finish line. Now, here’s my one mischievous quirk… I’m a bit of a shoe thief. Don’t worry, I won’t destroy them—I just think they make great collectibles. Barking? I’m a Level 2 Guardian: I’m cool as a cucumber until the other dogs start barking. Once they sound the alarm, I’ll join in, just to make sure everyone knows I’m on the job too. One thing you should know about me: I’m not looking to be a part-time pal. Nope, I’m here for the long haul! I’m what you’d call a forever dog—the kind who wants to be part of the family through every chapter, not just for the easy ones. So, if you’re thinking of adding me to your life, know that I’ll be there through all of it—the moves, the new babies, the changes, and every wild and wonderful thing in between. I’ve already had my fair share of uncertainty, and I’m ready for a home that sees me as family. If that’s what you’re looking for, too, then we might just be the perfect match. 📍 Pickup In Yukon, OK

My life hasn't always been the easiest...... You see, I was born to a family that has a lot of other dogs (think around 20 or so) and we were all allowed to do out own thing. Which wasn't bad when I was a young and playful pup still new to the world, but as I got older some dogs decided they wanted to be bullies and sadly I was one of the dogs they had set their eyes on. I wasn't fond of that life anymore. I wanted something more. The thing is...I had no idea what "more" was. This was the only life I had ever known. I knew I could not stay there anymore though, and ended up wandering off. I have to admit, I didn't get too far before I started feeling defeated. I had no home, no family, and no shelter. I was truly on my own. I ended up hanging around in a certain area for days. So long that a kind family who saw me thought I had been dumped. Turns out, I did have a family nearby but they didn't want me back...I could have told them that but I guess it was worth a try. That is when they ended up working out a plan to earn my trust and as soon as they caught me, they reached out for help. PPFT ended up answering their call thanks to an amazing foster family stepping up for me. And before I knew it, I was on my way to something "more". They estimate me to be around 3 years old, time has passed rather quickly for me so I guess that sounds about right. I am around 72lbs so am a bigger girl, but I wouldn't say I am too big...compared to some of those Pyrabears. I am more like a mini Pyrabear...wouldn't you agree? I have to say life’s been one big plot twist after another for me! I’m pretty sure I had a name with my former family, but they must have had a serious case of forgetfulness because they never used it. Then came my foster mom, who dubbed me Harmony, and oh, the joy of having a name that actually gets spoken! It’s like winning the doggy lottery. But wait—there’s more! When I arrived at my foster home, I was not left out in the cold (literally). Instead, they opened the doors to the Great Indoors, and let me tell you, it was weird at first. Walls? Furniture? A roof? I didn’t know what to do with myself! But now? I’m all about that inside life. Potty in the house? Not on my watch! I’ve got standards, people. My foster family lets me outside frequently, and I appreciate the reminders because this indoor living gig is still new to me. They also introduced me to this thing called a kennel, but let’s be real—it’s not my vibe. I mean, would you want to be cooped up after living life as a free spirit? I tried whining my case, but when that didn’t work, I begrudgingly settled down. Luckily, my foster folks saw my good manners and said, “You know what? Free roam it is!” Now, let’s talk about the real villain in my story: the TV. Imagine this—you walk into a room, and suddenly, there are people talking, strange sounds blaring, and you can’t see a soul. Witchcraft, I tell you! For now, I’m steering clear of the couch because that’s where the TV monster lives. Maybe someday I’ll figure out its secrets, but for now, I’ll stick to safer territories. On the bright side, I’ve discovered the pure magic that is toys. Whoever invented these deserves a medal. The other Pyrs in the house give me the side-eye for playing fetch—they say it’s “beneath us.” But you know what? If chasing after a thrown toy and bringing it back makes me happy, I’ll just let them judge. More fun for me, less effort for them. Win-win. Now, about my ideal home: apartments (aka “fun-size houses”) aren’t my thing. I need a proper yard where I can sunbathe, patrol for intruders (both real and imaginary), and occasionally nap ​o​n the deck. Oh, and one thing you should know about me—I’m quite the vocalist. From suspicious squirrels to the injustice of a falling leaf, I’ll make sure you’re always in the loop. Neighbors who don’t appreciate my protective serenades? Pfft, they clearly don’t recognize raw talent when they hear it. My vocal performances are chef’s kiss, but let’s just say I might not win "Neighbor of the Year" if your street prefers peace and quiet over my soulful ballads. If your neighbors have a low tolerance for my guardian nature (a.k.a. protecting you from sneaky squirrels, delivery drivers, and the occasional suspicious leaf), you might want to think twice before rolling out the welcome mat for me​ And let’s talk about glipyr. Oh, you’re not familiar? Allow me to educate you. Glipyr is my artistic contribution to your household—a fine sprinkling of fur that will decorate your floors, your furniture, your clothes, and, occasionally, your snacks. I call it personalized fluffy seasoning. If you're not ready to embrace the joys of vacuuming on a near-daily basis, I might not be your match. But hey, welcome to Owning a Fluffy Dog 101: where the love is endless, and the fur is, too! So, let’s get this out of the way—my old digs? Not exactly a five-star resort. Imagine living with 20 dogs and no adult supervision. It was like a canine version of a bad reality show: “Who’s the Boss?” (Spoiler: it wasn’t me.) Some of the bigger personalities didn’t exactly roll out the welcome mat, which is how I found myself packing my kibble and heading for greener pastures. When I first got to my foster home, I saw there were more dogs, and let’s just say I was not thrilled. I was on high alert, ready to guard my dinner and my dignity. But then I noticed something shocking—they weren’t trying to steal my food or stage a hostile takeover. They were... nice? Who knew that was even an option? I’m still warming up to the whole “dog friendship” thing, and while I’m okay with calm, chill types, the overenthusiastic ones who bounce around and want to play in my face? Yeah, no thanks. I’m more of a “you do your thing, I’ll do mine” kind of gal, at least at first. I've officially graduated from "defensive mode" to "social butterfly" with my foster's other dogs. You could say we're like a puppy band now—playing in harmony! But, just a heads up: while I've made some great strides, I'm still working on my "let's be friends!" playlist with new dogs, so my new family will need to keep their cool and be okay with taking things slow. You know, just in case I need to hit the pause button and regress a little with all the new changes. It’s all part of my "learning to love the pack" journey, and I promise I’ll get there with a little patience As for those mysterious creatures called "purrinators" (cats to you humans), I’ve only had a brief encounter with one, and it went something like this: they existed, I existed, and neither of us cared. So, I’m pretty sure we’d get along just fine. Little humans? There aren’t any in my foster home, but I’m a gentle, sweet soul who loves attention, so I think we’d be cool—if they can promise to skip the stampeding and climbing. I’m all about soft pets and whispers of how pretty I am, not a rodeo, thank you very much. Now, let’s talk about the holidays. My foster family threw a little shindig, and guess who turned out to be the surprise star of the show? That’s right, yours truly. I was on my absolute best behavior—making friends, soaking up pets, and dazzling everyone with my charm. Turns out, I’m quite the social butterfly when it comes to humans. Let me paint you a picture: Imagine stepping into a world full of strange, giant things—like leashes (seriously, who invented that?), big metal beasts with wheels, and places that aren’t your cozy home. That’s my life right now. If you were to suddenly experience the outside world as an adult for the first time, you’d be just as wide-eyed and curious as I am. It's all new to me, but don't worry, I’m taking it one step at a time (literally). Now, I’m not exactly a “go, go, go” kind of gal. I mean, I could be if I wanted to, but why rush when I can take my time soaking in the sights, sounds, and smells of this brand new world? The whole “Stop and smell the roses” thing? Yeah, that’s my vibe. If we’re out on a walk, don’t expect to be breaking any speed records. In fact, I’ll probably be stopping every two seconds to sniff things—so we’ll get really acquainted with the neighborhood. And hey, don’t say I didn’t warn you, because I’m quite the looker. I have this gorgeous mask and some seriously adorable freckles that will have people stopping you to gush over me. You might even end up being known as “Harmony’s parents,” instead of being called by your respective names and honestly? I think that has a nice ring to it. Think of it as an honor. You’re welcome. 😉 I’ve learned a lot from my foster family, and I know there’s still more to figure out, even after I’ve officially found my forever home. So, I’m on the lookout for a family that’s patient, kind, and willing to help me keep growing into the best dog I can be. The thing I want most in this world now is a forever home. I don't want to be your until dog. I don't want to be someone that is with you for a little bit and then when a new job or baby comes along, you send me packing. I want to be your forever and I hope you want me to be yours too. I hope you will consider adopting me and apply to welcome me to your family at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app Once we have your application, the fantastic humans at PPFT will get to work processing it, making sure my foster family gives their stamp of approval (because, let’s face it, they know me better than anyone). They’ll also send over some fun facts about me that you might not have learned yet. Trust me, there’s always more to know Now, I’m not against a road trip, even if you live out of state. However, I do have one little request: you’ve got to come pick me up yourself. Why, you ask? Well, if I’m going to embark on this grand adventure, I’d rather already be with my forever family, so we can start bonding right away. And really, what better bonding experience is there than being stuck in a car together for hours, navigating traffic, and sharing snacks? It’s basically the ultimate puppy/parent team-building activity. So, what do you say? Let’s make this forever thing happen! 🐾💖 Harmony

If I could have one wish—aside from an endless supply of belly rubs and treats, of course—it would simply be this: to live. Weird thing for a 9-week-old puppy to say, right? But let me explain. My short life so far has been less of a Disney movie and more of an action-packed drama with a few too many plot twists. It all started when my siblings Glind, Elphaba, and I were abandoned before we even knew how to wag our tails properly. Just three little fluffballs left to figure out life on our own. Thankfully, a kind human swooped in and picked us up off the side of the road, reached out to the fine folks at PPFT, and they us into a foster home faster than you can say “Who’s a good dog?” Things were finally looking up! We had food, love, and even warm beds—a total upgrade. But then, life threw us another curveball: Parvo. Turns out, a belly full of worms wasn’t enough; we also had to deal with that. Cue the dramatic vet visits, sleepless nights for our foster mom, and lots of poking and prodding (seriously, the thermometer is unnecessary). Luckily for me, I’m a little scrappy, and I bounced back like the determined little survivor I am. I didn’t even have to stay at the vet too long—clearly, I’m not one to overstay my welcome. Now, for the first time ever, I get to just be a puppy. No more fighting for survival. No more drama. Just belly rubs, zoomies, and naps that make me look like a croissant. And now, I’m here, putting all my hopes and dreams into finding my happily ever after. I’ve got my paw crossed that you might be the one to help me turn my story into a full-on fairy tale. So, what do you say—ready to be part of my next (and best) chapter? They say a name is a reflection of your destiny, and let me just say, my name—Fiyero—is as unique as they come. For those of you who aren’t in the know about “trending” movies, it’s a Wicked reference (I know, I know, I’m practically a Broadway star in the making). Anyway, I’ve never had a name before, so I think Fiyero suits me just fine—mysterious, cool, and, best of all, all mine. I’m a Great Pyrenees mix (at least that’s what they tell me), and I weigh around 10lbs—give or take a chew toy or two. I have a stunning white coat dusted in smokey gray. It’s like Mother Nature decided to spice up the classic white fluff with a little drama. If you’re looking for a puppy who’s ready to be your adventure buddy AND your snuggle buddy, well, step right up because we might just be meant to be. I might be too young for full-fledged outings (I’m still figuring out those funny rope things you humans call leashes), but trust me, I’m a good balance of playful and chill. I know how to play hard but also how to crash harder for a nap, which is an essential life skill, if you ask me. I love hanging with other dogs, but let’s be real—I’m not the clingy type. If my new home has no dogs, that’s totally fine, as long as there’s a human around to keep me company. Because a big ole house with no one in it? That just doesn't sound very fun at all. Speaking of family, if yours includes those mysterious, four-legged, purring ninjas often referred to as "purrinators," don’t worry—I’ve cracked their code. I’ve met a few, passed their ridiculous initiation rituals, and survived the occasional stink-eye with grace. I can’t promise I won’t try to charm them into friendship (because who wouldn’t want to be besties with me?), but I’ll respect their space… mostly Oh, and kiddos? Sign me up! They’re like tiny bundles of energy with snack-sharing potential and A+ cuddle skills. I adore them and think they’re just the best playmates ever. Plus, they usually drop food, so that’s a win-win. When it comes to meeting new people, I’m a total social butterfly. I greet everyone with my signature smile and, if they’re lucky, a sneaky kiss or two. Too soon for smooches? Nah, I say life’s too short to play hard-to-get! Whether it’s cats, kids, or the neighborhood welcome committee, I’m here to spread love and tail wags. Let’s talk about potty training—because, let’s be real, it’s a process, and I’m no “Super Puppy” (though if capes come into fashion, I’m all in). While I can’t claim to have magical potty powers just yet, I’m pretty darn close. I’ve been rocking those potty pads like a pro, and when given the chance to head outside, I almost always take care of business out there. I’d say I’m well on my way to earning my Potty Prodigy badge—just give me a little more time to get it all under my fluff Now about kennels—I’m familiar with them, and so far, I haven’t felt the need to belt out the “song of my people.” However, if the other dogs decide to start a choir, you better believe I’ll be joining in with my own unique vocal stylings. What can I say? I’m a team player, and no concert is complete without my two cents (or two howls). And hey, are you one of those people who leaves their stuff all over the place? Perfect! I can totally help you break that habit. Think of me as your personal "organization coach"—because if you leave things lying around, I might just add my own creative touches. Some call it chewing, I call it modern art. Let’s talk living arrangements, shall we? I’m pretty confident I’d thrive in a fun-sized house, aka an apartment. Now, whether you're in a cozy little apartment or a spacious house, one thing is for certain: I’m going to be sharing the love in the most dramatic way possible. Yes, that’s right—I’m talking about glorious glipyr (Great Pyrenees fur) everywhere. Seriously, I’m like a walking confetti cannon of love. You’ll find my fur in your clothes, your car, your jewelry, and probably even in your coffee cup if you’re not careful. It’s my way of saying, “I love you SO much, I want you to carry a little piece of me wherever you go.” You’re welcome Also, don’t expect me to be the perfect listener. I’ll hear you just fine, but I might decide to channel my inner football-watching husband. I’ll acknowledge you with a wag of my tail (or a slight glance), but then, I’ll get back to doing my thing. So, don’t be offended if I seem a little... distant. It’s all part of the Pyr charm. And personal space? Yeah, that’s definitely a thing of the past. We Pyrs are all about cuddles, and when I’m big enough to cover half your couch, I’ll still consider your lap prime real estate. No such thing as too close when you’re a Pyr! So get ready for full-on lap invasions and a general lack of personal boundaries. But hey, if you can’t beat 'em, join 'em, right? Ready to start a magical journey together? One that will last forever, because I am not looking to be anyone's "until" dog. I want to be yours forever and I hope you want me to be yours too! If you believe we are meant to be, you can apply for at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app I know I know...an app what a bore. Why do you have to fill that out to meet me and welcome me home? Well, we need to send it to my foster family to ensure they feel like we are good match (because let's face it, they probably know me better than I know myself right now) and so PPFT can send over some more info on me. I know I shared a lot, but they probably have a few more tidbits of info to give. So, if you are serious about welcoming me to your life forever (and I mean forever) then get that app in and start planning a road trip to Fort Gibson because that is where I will be waiting for you! "Until we meet again, my dear—just remember, I'm always a little bit wild, but I'll be there when you need me!" Love Fiyero

Scottie was acquired from a shelter in Texas. I'm elderly and cannot give him the physical exercise that he needs. He's a sweet dog but has not been behavior trained (that I can tell). He knows how to walk beside you on a leash. He is healthy, has no eating problems. We have had him for 7 months. He likes to play outside with a soccer ball. He weighs about 110 lbs.