Hail Ceasar

My story

Meet Hail Caesar — ruler of the backyard, conqueror of the couch, and self-appointed Mayor of Snuggletown. This pint-sized explorer is always on the lookout for his next grand adventure, whether it’s trekking across the vast, uncharted lands of your living room or bravely investigating that mysterious rustle in the bushes (spoiler: it’s probably a leaf). Don’t let the noble name fool you—Caesar’s reign is one built on sweetness, loyalty, and an unshakable belief that belly rubs should be a constitutional right. He’s as loving as they come, ready to follow you into battle… or at least into the kitchen. Hail Caesar is a 4–5 month old male from our Natural Disaster litter, and his backstory is… well, let’s just say it’s less “cute puppy origin story” and more “Netflix docuseries waiting to happen.” Someone got in way over their head with dogs, and thanks to some quick action from a local shelter and some amazing foster families, we were able to welcome fourteen—yes, fourteen—puppies from that case into our fluffy butt family. With so many mouths to feed in his old life, it’s no wonder Caesar came to us with a little healthy suspicion. But each day, he’s realizing the food keeps coming, the hands are gentle, and the only thing he needs to worry about now is whether to play, nap, or charm his humans into extra treats. He’s learning that he’s allowed to just be a puppy—and judging by the sparkle that’s starting to show in his eyes, he’s catching on fast. Hail Caesar is basically the Forrest Gump of dog friendships—he’ll happily run with the big dogs all day, but he’s also smart enough to know when they’ve had enough of his puppy enthusiasm and need a coffee break. Cats? Unknown territory. Given his easygoing vibe, he’d probably either make friends or just pretend they don’t exist—unless they run, in which case, he is pretty sure they DO want to play with him after all. As for kids, he hasn’t met any under 13 yet, but if the taller, less sticky variety is any indication, he’s a fan. People in general? He starts off a little shy, like he’s deciding whether you’re here to pet him or sell him essential oils, but once you pass the sniff test, he’s all tail wags, happy face, and “oh good, another human to love me.” Hail Caesar runs at a solid 6/10 on the energy scale—like if a basset hound and a golden retriever had a kid who inherited the retriever’s curiosity but the basset’s “let’s not get carried away” approach to exercise. He’s an explorer at heart, happily patrolling the yard like it’s his personal kingdom, sniffing every blade of grass as if it might hold state secrets. Belly rubs are non-negotiable in Caesar’s world, and daily backyard expeditions are basically a requirement. He’s perfectly content to entertain himself with a toy, but he’s also not above dropping it in your lap with a look that says, “Your turn, peasant.” When playtime’s over, you’ll find him napping, rolling in the grass like a lawn-care hazard, or gnawing on a bone with the focus of a professional food critic. He enjoys running around with his sister, but don’t expect him to join the 4 a.m. zoomie club—Caesar’s fun is on his schedule. Given how much he loves his yard time, he’s a strong candidate for a home with a fence. Sure, he could survive without one, but why deny the guy his favorite pastime? After all, this is a pup who treats backyard exploration like it’s a full-time job—and he’s very committed to his career. Adopting Hail Caesar means you’re basically signing up to be his life coach. First order of business: socialization. Right now, Caesar approaches new people and situations like he’s a Roman senator hearing a suspicious new law—curious, but also slightly skeptical. You’ll need to show him that strangers are actually just treat dispensers he hasn’t unlocked yet, and that the world is full of exciting things that don’t require a Senate debate. Training? Oh yes. He’s smart, willing, and already has some good habits brewing, but you’ll still need to fine-tune his manners. Potty training will be a team sport—he’ll put in the effort if you do, and before long you’ll both be celebrating successful bathroom breaks like you’ve just won Olympic gold. And yes, puppy-proofing is advised—not because he’s a menace to society, but because curiosity is his middle name. If it’s within reach and smells even remotely interesting, Caesar will investigate. That’s not trouble—that’s just a budding king learning about his kingdom. With patience, consistency, and a little humor, Caesar will grow from “young noble with much to learn” into “loyal ruler of your heart and home.” And honestly, isn’t that the kind of monarchy we can all get behind? If you’ve been dreaming of a dog who can balance royal charm with just the right amount of backyard goofiness, Hail Caesar is ready to grant you an audience. He’s got the perfect mix of explorer, cuddle enthusiast, and “I might run this place someday” confidence. With a little guidance, he’ll go from cautious newcomer to the benevolent ruler of your couch, your yard, and your heart. So, if you’re ready to trade in your boring, Caesar-less existence for one filled with royal yard patrols, grass-roll performances, and the kind of puppy love that makes your heart feel like it’s wearing a crown, fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app. We’ll send it to his foster family, and then—brace yourself for the most difficult part—you’ll need to come pick him up in Claremore, OK. This king doesn’t deliver himself, but trust me… he’s worth the royal road trip.

If you have any questions or would like to adopt Hail Ceasar, please reach out to the adoption group directly. PetSmart Charities does not facilitate the adoption process. Thank you.