Loverboy

My story

Meet Loverboy — yes, that’s really his name, and yes, he lives up to it. He’s basically the golden retriever of social butterflies, except he’s not a retriever, and he actually shares his toys. This guy doesn’t just “get along” with other dogs; he’s running a full-on doggy networking event at his foster’s house. Playdates? He’s in. Tug-of-war? Don’t mind if he does. Wrestling matches? Sign him up. In short: if you’re looking for a moody, brooding, mysterious dog, keep scrolling. But if you want a furry extrovert with endless enthusiasm, a knack for instant friendships, and the kind of love that could make even a cat feel special, then Loverboy’s your guy. Loverboy is a 4-5-month-old, 42lb male Great Pyrenees mix. Now, let’s be real—if you’re a true big-dog lover, you’re probably already swooning over Loverboy, picturing yourself strutting down the street with your very own fluffy sidekick that doubles as both a cuddle buddy and an intimidation factor for door-to-door salesmen. But if your definition of “big dog” maxes out at 50 pounds and you think anything larger requires its own zip code, Loverboy politely suggests you keep scrolling. Loverboy came to us after somehow winding up in the shelter, and honestly—umm, are you seeing the same dog I’m seeing? Because how in the world does a face like this get abandoned, much less land on the euthanasia list? That’s not just bad luck, that’s a crime against common sense. But hey, their loss is absolutely someone else’s jackpot, because this boy is exactly what his name promises: a walking, tail-wagging, slobbery-love-machine. He’s the kind of dog that makes you wonder if Cupid retired and handed his job over to him. So yeah, we’ll never understand how anyone let him slip through their fingers. But we do know one thing: whoever gets to bring him home next is going to win the furry equivalent of the lottery. And unlike lotto tickets, this guy comes with guaranteed returns—affection, loyalty, and enough kisses to keep you smiling for life. Loverboy slid into his foster home like he’d been there all along. It turns out his charm works just as well on canines as it does on people, because the resident dogs welcomed him almost instantly. It’s honestly unfair how effortless he makes it look, as if he’s the furry George Clooney of the dog world. Now, about cats—he hasn’t officially been introduced to any yet. But based on how he carries himself, our guess is he’d either charm them into begrudgingly tolerating his presence or at the very least convince them to stop pretending he doesn’t exist. He just has that energy: the “I dare you not to like me” type. And while he hasn’t met any kids yet, we’ll say this—he’s not the mouthy, nippy type, so we imagine he’d be just fine with little humans. That said, let’s get one thing clear: yes, he may already look like a small horse in training, but no, your children should not attempt to saddle him up and trot him around the backyard. Loverboy is a Pyrabear, not a Pyrahorse, and while he will absolutely sign up for couch snuggles and backyard shenanigans, he draws the line at pony rides. And when it comes to people? Forget “stranger danger.” Loverboy either skipped that class entirely or decided it was fake news spread by antisocial Chihuahuas. He loves meeting new humans with the same enthusiasm as a politician at a pancake breakfast—shaking metaphorical hands, kissing literal faces, and convincing everyone he’s the best decision they’ll ever make. Loverboy is that rare balance of chill and fun that makes you wonder if he secretly took a personality quiz to perfect his vibe. On one hand, he’s calm enough to sit on the porch with his foster dad, soaking up the breeze and watching hummingbirds like a retired grandpa enjoying his morning paper. On the other hand, he’s got just enough pep to launch into zoomies, complete with playful wrestling matches with his dog friends. He’s the best of both worlds: low-key when you want peace and entertainment when you’re in the mood for some laughs. Now, toys. Oh, Loverboy doesn’t just “like” toys—he lives for them. Give him a few and he’ll happily redecorate your living room into what can only be described as a toy-apocalypse. Squeakers here, ropes there, a plush in the dog bed, and maybe one tucked away like an “emergency toy stash.” Interior decorators may not approve, but he sure does. He’s also been a great passenger in the car—none of that pacing, whining, or dramatic sighing. Just a big, fluffy co-pilot soaking in the view, waiting to see what kind of adventure is around the next corner. Given his size (read: mini polar bear, not pocket pup), apartment living is not on his résumé. This guy thrives on open space, and leash walks alone aren’t going to cut it for him. He wants to stretch those long legs, romp in the yard, and tumble around with his doggie friends. He’s a social, outdoorsy kind of guy who needs room to really be himself. That said, once he gets the hang of the leash, prepare yourself for neighborhood stardom. Walking Loverboy isn’t just a stroll—it’s a full-blown event. The neighborhood kids will line up like he’s the ice cream truck, just waiting for their turn to say hello. Adults will stop mid-jog or mid-mow to ask, “What kind of dog is that?” And before long, he’ll be the local celebrity everyone knows by name, while you fade into the background as “that human who belongs to Loverboy.” But honestly, if you’re the lucky one holding the leash of a dog this handsome, playful, and lovable, we doubt you’ll mind one bit. Loverboy is already proving he’s not just another handsome face—he’s actually putting in the work. He’s learning the fine art of potty training, and he’s kennel trained, which makes him way ahead of the curve for a pup his age and size. But here’s where things get wild. Are you sitting down? Because this part is shocking even to us. Loverboy has not been a big chewer in his foster home. Yes, you read that right. Your shoes, your furniture, your remote controls—they’re all still intact. And just when you thought your jaw couldn’t drop any lower… he also hasn’t been a big barker. Now, before you start ordering a “Welcome Home Unicorn” banner and planning the parade, let’s be real. We make no promises that these things won’t change. If your house looks like a garage sale exploded and there are temptations on every surface, well, don’t be surprised if he decides your favorite slippers are his new chew toy. And if you already own a seasoned Pyr who believes in honoring their noble ancestors by howling at phantom leaves at 3 a.m., Loverboy may decide to join in the chorus of the Pyrabear National Anthem. But for now, he’s rewriting the Pyr rulebook, and whoever adopts him is basically hitting the jackpot. So yes, he’s big, he’s fluffy, he’s charming—and he’s behaving like some mythical unicorn dog that we weren’t even sure actually existed. So here’s the deal: if you want the privilege of having this freckle-faced Casanova sprawl across your couch, redecorate your living room with toys, and make you instantly cooler just by association, you’re going to have to put in the work. And by “work,” we mean fill out an adoption application at https://www.pyrpawsandfluffytailsrescue.com/adoption-app. No, commenting “I want” on Facebook doesn’t count, Brenda. We’re not the Wish app for polar bear puppies. Get your app in, and if you’re approved, you’ll be making the road trip to Tulsa, OK to pick him up. Trust us—he’s worth the drive. Because when you adopt Loverboy, you’re not just getting a dog. You’re getting a best friend, a porch-sitting hummingbird watcher, a yard-zooming entertainer, and the kind of neighborhood celebrity who’ll have kids screaming his name while everyone continues to forget yours. Go figure.

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