Yogurt Here - Best Ears in the Game • Soft Soul • Sorority Barbie With a Healing Heart 

Hi. It’s me. Yogurt. I know… weird name. Iconic, though. I’m two years old, about 23 pounds, and I have the literal best ears you’ve ever seen. Like… truly. Show-stopping. Legendary, Slap some bows on them and tell me they aren’t… But if you really look into my eyes, you’ll see something deeper than just a pretty face. You’ll see a girl who has felt loss and loneliness. I’m a girl who has been left. A girl who is still learning that humans can be safe and that love can stay. I’m beautiful, but I’m also emotionally healing myself with the help of Freedom Frenchie Rescue and my foster mom.

My Story (The Part That Shaped Me)

I was found alone in the desert in Palmdale. When the people who found me took me to get scanned, I had a microchip. My people were contacted and they didn’t want me back. Were they really my people? Were they the ones who dumped me? We don’t know. What we do know is that being left changes a dog. It leaves cracks. It leaves questions. It leaves insecurity. Freedom Frenchie Rescue was contacted, and they said yes to me when others didn’t. And now I’m here. Learning. Growing. Trying.

My Personality (Soft Heart, Spicy Edges)

I am what you might call a sorority Barbie mean girl in recovery. I can be sweet, I can be cuddly, I can be hilarious, and I can also be a bossy. I’m not the kind of dog who instantly wants to be besties with other dogs. I may be able to live with another dog and coexist, but I need a very specific type of dog friend — one who truly does not care that I exist. Low-key. Unbothered. Neutral energy. That will leave me alone. If you want a dog for your dog to be friends with, go to the next profile. When dogs run around playing near me, I sometimes feel the need to insert myself in a negative way, even though I don’t actually want the toy or the game. I just want control of the situation. Like just let me BOSS.  It’s something my rescue and foster family are actively working on with me through slow introductions, structure, socializing and training. I am not a lost cause. I am not broken. I am insecure. And insecure dogs need patience, leadership, and consistency. With the right home and the right human, I truly believe I’m going to become an incredible dog.

My Ideal Home

I would do best as an only dog or with a very neutral, calm dog who could not care less that I exist. Only apply for me if your current pet truly ignores other dogs or if you don’t have pets at all, as we are actively working through some training needs and will continue to update my profile as I progress. Cats are a hard no for me. I’m just not a fan. Kids are a big YES. I love kids and do wonderfully with them. I mean that drop snacks and let me lick their face, plus the cuddle factor is always there!

My Good Girl Qualities

I take treats very gently and walk amazingly on leash like I’m on a mission. I love car rides, I love walks, I like meeting people, and I get excited when you come home. I love naps on your lap or curled up on my favorite couch pillow. I’m pretty much potty trained. I had a few accidents when I first arrived, but once I settled in, I’ve been doing great. I had a slower emotional transition than most. In the beginning I barely ate, tipped my bowl over, and struggled with change. Now I eat at mealtimes and feel much more stable. Progress, baby.

My Medical Stuff

I’m medically sound and overall healthy. I do have some minor allergies, and we’re currently managing them through diet instead of relying on daily allergy medication. I’m on a lamb-based diet and doing really well. The paw licking has almost stopped, which is a huge win. Keep my face clean please, I mean I am all white and tear stains are unbecoming and itchy!

Foster Pupdate: 5/18/2026

My foster mom and I are working on desensitizing reactivity around other dogs and its working! This last week we walked everyday and passing dogs I did not bark or lunge towards them.  It has taken a lot of practice. My foster mom feels my energy and gives me a warning and will pull the lead firm and command "leave it, let go!" Once we are pass she praises me. I've never had that before so its nice learning and getting love at the same time!

A Note From Me

I am not for everyone. And that’s okay. I am for someone who understands that when trust is built, behavior changes. When trust is built, confidence grows. When trust is built, we both win. I have so much potential. I am going to blossom. I just need someone willing to give me a chance. If you’re looking for a beautiful, complex, funny, cuddly, snack-loving, healing soul who will love you hard once she knows you’re not going anywhere… And I’m ready to try. 

Yogurt is vaccinated, spay and microchipped, she is being fostered in Glendale, AZ. Her adoption donation fee is $1100.00 and you can apply for her at freedomfrenchierescue.org

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

Etta — Soft, Sweet… and Runs a Tight Ship 

A Gentle Soul with a Little Sass

Hi, I’m Etta. I’m 9 years old, 20 lbs, and living my best “sweet little old lady with a touch of spice” life. I’m mostly mellow, love to relax, and just want to be near my people—but don’t get it twisted, I’ve got a little sass in me and I like things done my way.

My Story
I was rescued from San Diego Humane and came in with my buddy Tata. We were said to be bonded, but we’ve learned that it may be more of a trauma bond than a true match. I like things on my terms, and I tend to correct everything around me, which can make it hard for him (or other dogs) to just be themselves. I’m ready to have my own space to relax and live a happy, balanced life.

Potty Routine (I’ll Let You Know!)
I’m potty trained and will go to the door when I need to go out. I had a couple of accidents at first, but once I get into a routine, I do really well. I do have a bit of an “older lady bladder,” so I just need consistent potty breaks and I’m good to go.

Sweet, Affectionate, and Attention-Loving
I am a total love. I’ll gently lift my paw to ask for pets, and once I get going, I’m all about the cuddles and attention. I really just want to be close to my people and feel included.

Chill… With Opinions
I’m low energy for the most part with little bursts of play, but I definitely have opinions. I like structure, I like knowing what’s expected, and I feel most comfortable when there are clear boundaries in place.

Social Life (Structure is Everything)
When I’m introduced slowly and feel secure, I can coexist around other dogs. If I’m getting the attention I want and things are calm, I’m easily redirected away from negative behavior. That said, I do best with structure and guidance. A home with one calm dog who doesn’t feel the need to engage with me could work, but I would also thrive as your one and only. No other pets is honestly my easiest and best-case scenario.

Bigger Dogs Aren’t My Thing
Larger dogs make me uncomfortable, and I do best avoiding that situation altogether. Smaller, neutral dogs are a much better fit—if any.

Meeting New People
I can get a little excited and overstimulated when meeting new people. I may jump or get a little mouthy, but it’s not aggression—it’s just me getting overwhelmed. With direction, I calm down quickly and settle in. You have to stay on me until I learn the ropes and remember it is not overnight like amazon!

Food & Routine
I eat twice a day (7am and 5pm) and I LOVE my meals. I’m currently eating salmon and sweet potato and doing great. I’m very food motivated and always happy to accept treats (any kind, really—I’m not picky).

Walks & Manners
I walk nicely on a leash and am easy to handle, unless I see another dog—then I can react. I know basic commands like sit, stay (kind of), and “down,” and I’m very capable of learning more with consistency.

Care & Health
I did great during my bath and overall I’m a pretty low-maintenance girl. Just be gentle when picking me up—I may be a little older, but sometimes I still act like I’m training for the Olympics with my jumps.

My Favorite Things
Food, massages, cuddles, and attention. I’m a simple girl—I just want to feel safe, loved, and a little bit spoiled.

My Perfect Home
I need a home that will provide structure, consistency, and calm leadership. I do best in a quieter environment where I don’t feel the need to manage everything around me. I could live with one calm, neutral dog, but I would truly thrive as your only pet where I can just relax and be loved.

A Soft Place to Land
I’m a sweet, mellow girl with just enough spunk to keep things interesting. Give me structure, give me love, and I’ll give you a loyal little companion who just wants to be your girl.

Etta is spay, vaccinated, and microchipped, her adoption donation fee is $850.00. You can apply for her at freedomfrenchierescue.org, currently fostered with Tata in Florence, AZ. 

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

  Agatha (aka Aggie, aka Dusty)

Built Like a Meatball, Moves Like a Ferrari

Hi, I'm Agatha.

I'm a 3-year-old exotic bully lowrider, which basically means I'm built like a tiny tank and somehow still capable of reaching speeds that should probably require a permit. People keep calling me Darla 2.0, and honestly, I understand the comparison. We both have confidence, charm, and a strong belief that we deserve to be adored at all times. The difference is there can only be one Darla, and there can only be one Agatha. Trust me—we've discussed it.

The Great Utah Competition

I currently live with Darla, and we're actually pretty good friends. By "good friends," I mean we spend a large portion of every day competing for Utah's attention. If Utah sits down, we're both there. If Utah walks into a room, we're both there. If Utah so much as glances in our direction, we're suddenly convinced we haven't received affection in years. It's a very serious competition and we both take our responsibilities very seriously. Thankfully, Utah has enough love for everyone, even if Darla occasionally forgets that.

Bedtime According to Agatha

Every evening I have one simple and completely reasonable request: I get petted first. That's it. That's the rule. Once I receive the appropriate amount of attention, I happily settle down next to Harvey and Foster Dad and drift off to sleep. I'm not saying the bedtime routine revolves around me, but everyone seems much happier when it does.

Food Is My Love Language

I enjoy food in all forms, but Foster Dad's crockpot creations are on a completely different level. The second those smells start floating through the house, I become very interested in whatever is happening in the kitchen. Since coming into rescue, I've put on some healthy weight and I'm looking fantastic. My little lowrider body has filled out nicely, my coat looks great, and life is pretty sweet these days.

Ball Is Life

Do not let these short little legs fool you. The second the horse ball comes out, I transform into an athlete. I sprint around the yard with the rest of the pack like I've been preparing for the championship game my entire life. The ball doesn't even need to belong to me—I simply need to be involved in whatever excitement is taking place. The neighbors probably think we're hosting professional sporting events in the backyard.

A Little Shy, A Lot Sweet

When I meet new people or find myself somewhere unfamiliar, I can be a little shy at first. I like to take a minute, look around, and make sure everything feels safe before jumping right in. Once I settle in, though, I become part of the family very quickly. Foster Dad says I fit into the household like I'd always been there, and honestly, that's exactly how it feels. I love people, I love dogs, and I love being included in whatever is happening.

Just a Tiny Tune-Up

I do have a small mass on my ankle that will be removed, but it's simply a minor bump in the road. Other than that, I'm healthy, happy, and ready for whatever comes next. Rescue has helped me get back to feeling my best, and now I'm ready to find a family of my own.

What I'm Looking For

I'm looking for a family, some dog friends, a comfy couch, plenty of snacks, and humans who appreciate a girl with a big personality. If you're searching for a dog who is equal parts comedian, cuddle bug, athlete, best friend, and professional attention-seeker, I might be exactly who you're looking for.

Just know that if you sit down, I fully intend to sit next to you. And if another dog gets there first...

Well, let's just say I've had plenty of practice competing with Darla.

Agatha is spay, vaccinated and microchipped and being fostered in Scottsdale, AZ. Her adoption donation fee is $1100.00 you can apply at freedomfrenchierescue.org

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

  Professional Heart Thief, Daddy’s Girl Type

I don't fall in love quickly… but when I do, you'll wonder how you ever lived without me.

Hi, I'm Sonora. I'm three years old, weigh about thirty-two pounds, and for the first time in my life I'm learning that my worth has absolutely nothing to do with having puppies. I came to Freedom Frenchie Rescue alongside my friend Rio after another rescue in Los Angeles reached out asking if they could help us. Before that, we had spent our lives living in a backyard where we were used for breeding, and while there are a lot of pieces of my story that no one will ever know, I've decided those chapters don't get to determine how the rest of my life turns out.

My first stop after rescue was a temporary foster home in San Diego, and apparently I made quite the first impression. I was so round that everyone became convinced I was pregnant. Plans were already being made, people were preparing for puppies, and then... surprise! I wasn't pregnant at all. I was simply getting ready to come into heat. I don't know who was more relieved, me or the rescue, but I can promise you we were all celebrating the same thing. No more babies. Ever. That chapter of my life is officially over, and I finally get to discover who Sonora is when she's allowed to simply be a dog.

If I had to describe myself today, I'd say I'm resilient, thoughtful, quietly funny, and fiercely loyal. I'm not usually the first dog to burst into the spotlight because I like taking my time. I watch, I listen, and I learn about the people around me before handing over my whole heart. Then one day, usually without anyone noticing exactly when it happened, I've decided you're my person. From that moment on, loving you becomes one of my favorite things to do.

Becoming Brave

Confidence isn't something that magically appears overnight. It's built one kind interaction, one gentle word, and one safe day at a time. Every morning I wake up just a little braver than I was the day before because every morning someone reminds me that this life is different from the one I left behind.

My skin is healing beautifully, soft little patches of fur are growing back where they once disappeared, and my body is finally getting the chance to recover from years of producing litter after litter. I've started taking short walks while I continue healing from my spay surgery, and every new adventure teaches me something wonderful. The world isn't nearly as scary as I once believed it was. Sometimes all it takes is someone believing in you long enough for you to start believing in yourself.

The most exciting part is that my personality keeps growing right alongside my confidence. Every week my foster family discovers something new about me, and I discover something new about myself. It's amazing how much a dog can blossom when she's finally given the freedom to simply exist without expectations.

My Heart Picks Its People

The biggest thing you'll notice about me isn't how pretty I am or how soft my ears are. It's how deeply I love once I trust you.

One of my favorite places in the entire world is resting my head across your belly while you gently rub between my eyes and scratch behind my ears. I could happily stay there for hours, completely convinced that life doesn't get much better than quiet moments spent with someone I love. Those little routines have become incredibly important to me because they remind me that I'm finally safe enough to relax.

I do have a confession to make, though. I have a tiny weakness for the gentlemen in the house. My foster mom laughs because she says if she wasn't the one feeding me and taking care of me every day, I'd probably steal her husband without a second thought. Then there's my foster brother, who never seems to stand a chance. I've learned that if I roll over, flash my adorable belly, and look at him with my big brown eyes, he'll usually stop whatever he's doing just to rub my tummy or sneak me a little extra attention. I like to think I've mastered the art of charming the guys, and honestly, they're making it way too easy.

Sometimes I hold onto my favorite people a little tightly in the beginning because I've never really had someone who belonged to me before. Rescue has taught me something beautiful, though. Love isn't something you have to guard. It grows the more you share it, and every day I'm learning to trust that the people who love me aren't going anywhere.

Finding Joy in the Little Things

Life has become incredibly exciting now that I actually get to enjoy it instead of simply surviving.

I'm absolutely obsessed with my little monkey toys, and if you hand me a chicken foot you've instantly earned VIP status in my book. I know exactly when breakfast and dinner are coming, and my whole body starts celebrating before the bowl even touches the floor. Sometimes I get so excited that I can't help but jump, spin, and dance around the kitchen because food has become something joyful instead of something uncertain.

One of my foster family's favorite little quirks is the way I drink water. Instead of patiently waiting for the bowl to be filled, I prefer drinking directly from the little waterfall while they're pouring fresh water into it. Apparently everyone else thinks that's hilarious. Personally, I just think fresh water tastes better straight from the source.

I've even met chickens, which everyone acted like was going to be a very big moment. I politely walked over, sniffed them, decided they weren't nearly as interesting as advertised, and wandered off to find something more exciting. No offense to the chickens, but they really need to work on their entertainment value.

A Willing Student

One of the easiest ways to my heart happens to be snacks, which works out pretty well because I'm incredibly food motivated and absolutely love learning. I've already mastered "sit," and my foster says I catch on quickly because I'm genuinely paying attention. I want to understand what you're asking of me, and when learning comes with a tasty reward, I'm even more enthusiastic.

I'm potty trained and have been doing wonderfully in my foster home. Like any dog, moving somewhere new can sometimes lead to a little confusion while we both learn each other's routines, but once I understand the schedule I settle in beautifully. My foster says I've made incredible progress, and I'm pretty proud of myself too.

We're still working on crate training, and I have to admit I'm a little dramatic about it. When it's time for me to settle into my crate or my own space, I might voice my opinion with a theatrical little tantrum first. I like everyone to know exactly how I feel before eventually deciding that maybe it's not so bad after all. A few reassuring belly rubs certainly help speed up the process, and before long I'm fast asleep wondering what all the fuss was about.

I'm also studying the other dogs every time they use the dog door. I haven't quite worked up the confidence to master it myself yet, but I'm watching closely. One of these days I'm going to surprise everyone and stroll through it like I've been doing it my whole life.

Relationships Take Time

I really enjoy being around other dogs, but I appreciate being allowed to meet them slowly. Taking time to decompress helps me build confidence and prevents me from feeling overwhelmed. Once I understand everyone is friendly and the routine makes sense, I settle in beautifully and happily coexist with my canine companions.

Every now and then, if I'm feeling unsure, the hair along my back might stand up for a moment. That's simply my way of saying I'm still figuring things out. The wonderful part is that I'm incredibly easy to redirect, and with calm leadership I move right along without any drama. My foster understands my body language, and because of that I've continued making wonderful progress every single week.

I'm playful, energetic, and always ready for a little fun. Right now my foster keeps reminding me that I'm still healing from surgery and need to take things easy, but if it were entirely up to me I'd happily spend the afternoon tossing toys across the room and inviting everyone to join me.

The Girl I've Always Been

Today my kennel cough is behind me, my skin continues improving with regular care, and my veterinarian says I'm a healthy girl with no underlying medical concerns. I do have a mild case of dry eye that's easily managed with inexpensive over-the-counter eye drops, but otherwise I'm feeling better than I ever have before.

More importantly, I'm finally becoming the dog I was always meant to be. Nobody changed who I am. Someone simply gave me enough love, patience, and safety for the real Sonora to finally step forward. It turns out she was pretty wonderful all along.

If you're looking for a loyal companion who loves deeply, learns quickly, makes you smile with her quiet little quirks, and believes belly rubs solve almost everything, I have a feeling my next chapter might begin with you. I've spent enough of my life giving to everyone else. Now I'm ready to discover what it feels like to be cherished simply because I'm Sonora.

Sonora is spay, vaccinated, and microchipped, she is being fostered in Chandler, AZ. Her adoption donation fee is $1100.00, you can apply for Sonora at freedomfrenchierescue.org. Please review adoption process and everything about out of state adoptions is there also. 

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

   Hi, I'm Tortilla. The Bunny-Eared Frenchie Who Refuses to Be Ordinary.

I’m eight months old, weigh about 18 pounds, and before we go any further, yes… the ears are real. I know they're the first thing everyone notices, and honestly, I get it. They have a personality all their own. Some people say I look like a bunny, others think I have satellite dishes attached to my head, and Foster Mom swears I can probably hear a treat bag open from three counties away. Whatever the explanation is, they've become part of my charm, and I wear them proudly.

A Fresh Start Looks Pretty Good on Me

My story didn't start out nearly as cute as my ears.

I came to Freedom Frenchie Rescue from the Arizona Humane Society alongside another little dog who could practically be my twin. When I arrived, I was in rough shape. Mange had left me with very little fur, and life hadn't exactly been kind to me yet. But rescue has a funny way of changing everything.

Today, my skin has completely healed, my beautiful coat has grown back, I've been spayed, fully vetted, and I'm healthier than I've ever been. It's amazing what good food, great medical care, and people who believe in you can do.

About These Eyes...

You may notice I have two cherry eyes, and yes, they're part of my story too.

Most of the time they tuck themselves back where they belong, but when I get really excited or I'm running around playing, they like to make a surprise appearance. My veterinarians have determined that surgery would simply be cosmetic at this point, and Freedom Frenchie Rescue made the decision to save those medical funds for dogs whose lives depend on them.

The way I see it, if you're looking for perfection, you'll probably miss out on someone pretty extraordinary. The people meant for me won't see flaws. They'll see a happy little dog who doesn't let something unique define her.

Professional Playtime Coordinator

I'm still a puppy, which means I approach every single day with the enthusiasm of someone who just discovered life is the greatest thing ever.

If another dog wants to wrestle, I'm in. If there's a toy nearby, I'm already carrying it. If someone starts running, I'll gladly assume we're all participating in zoomies together. I absolutely adore my canine friends and genuinely enjoy being around people just as much. Chews are wonderful, meals disappear in record time, and every day is another opportunity to figure out what adventure comes next.

I'm also doggy-door trained, have been doing wonderfully with potty training, and I've gotten really good about letting Foster Mom know when I need to head outside. I'm a smart little girl who truly wants to do the right thing.

Life Skills Are Still a Work in Progress

Every puppy has a few things they're still learning, and I'm no exception.

At night, I sleep peacefully in my crate like a perfect little angel. During the day, however, I have some very strong opinions about being crated while everyone else continues living their lives without me. Foster Mom insists that learning patience is an important life skill. I remain unconvinced, although she tells me I'm making progress every week.

I'm also working on remembering that launching all eighteen pounds of myself directly into people's arms isn't technically considered polite greetings. Personally, I think enthusiastic hugs should always be encouraged, but apparently there are "manners" involved.

One Tiny Problem... The Vacuum Exists

I'd like to formally report the vacuum cleaner.

It is suspicious. It is loud. It rolls around the house acting like it owns the place, and someone clearly needs to put it in its place. Naturally, I've accepted that responsibility. Every time it appears, I make it very clear that I do not approve of its presence. Foster Mom has responded by putting me in another room whenever she vacuums, claiming it's easier than negotiating our ongoing disagreement.

I'm still pretty sure I'm winning.

Learning That the World Is a Safe Place

I ride beautifully in the car and enjoy being with my people wherever they go.

Sometimes brand-new places or unfamiliar situations can make me a little nervous. I'm still young, and I'm learning that the world is much bigger than I ever knew. With patience, encouragement, and continued socialization, my confidence continues to grow. I simply need a family that understands that courage isn't something you're born with—it's something you build one positive experience at a time.

Could You Be My Forever Family?

Everyone who meets me remembers the ears first.

But the people who really know me remember something much more important.

They remember the little puppy who fought her way back from neglect without losing her joyful spirit. The goofy girl who can make an entire room laugh without even trying. The playful best friend who loves other dogs, adores her people, and wakes up every morning convinced it's going to be the best day yet.

I'm finally healthy enough to leave my past behind and start the life I've always deserved.

Now I'm just looking for the family that's ready to start it with me.

Tortilla is vaccinated, microchipped and spay, she is currently fostered in Florence AZ. Her adoption donation fee is $1500.00. you can apply on our website at freedomfrenchierescue.org

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

    Tata — Your Happy Little Ride-or-Die

Older, Wiser… Still Got the Zoomies

Hi hi! I’m Tata. I’m about 7 years old, 25 lbs, and I’ve officially entered my “happy, chill… but also sometimes chaotic” era. I’m a sweet, loving guy who enjoys the simple things—good food, good naps, and being around my people. But don’t let my age fool you… I still get the zoomies and like to have a little fun.

My Story (and Why I Deserve My Own Life)

I came into the shelter with Etta, and while we’ve been through a lot together, we’re starting to realize we may not be the best match for each other long term. Sometimes when dogs go through hard things, they rely on each other in ways that aren’t always healthy. I’m ready to learn how to just be me—to relax, grow, and live my own happy life without that extra stress.

I’ve Got the Basics Down

I’m potty trained and will go right to the door when I need to go out. I had a couple of accidents when I first got settled, but once I understand the routine, I do really well. Give me consistency and I’ll absolutely follow your lead.

Playtime… But I’m Still Learning

I really love other dogs and I want to play, but sometimes I get a little too excited and it can come off a bit intense. I’m not trying to cause problems, I just don’t always know how to keep it calm yet. The good news is I’m very easy to redirect and I listen when my human steps in. I would do best with a calm, submissive dog around my size, or I’d be just as happy being your one and only.

 I Feel Big Feelings Sometimes

I can get a little overstimulated when meeting new people, but I calm down quickly with the right direction. I also have a bit of separation anxiety at times—I just really love my people and like knowing you’re there.

Food, Baths, and My Glow-Up Era

I eat like a champ and never miss a meal. I’m currently on a salmon and potato diet and doing great with it. I came into rescue with some skin issues, but I’m already looking and feeling so much better. My itchiness is improving, my coat is coming back, and I get baths twice a week. Not my favorite thing, but I tolerate it like a good boy.

Certified Lover Boy

I am a total lover. Cuddles, massages, attention—I want all of it. You can tell I didn’t always have that kind of love before, so now I really soak it in. If you give me a little love, I’ll give you everything right back and then some.

Let’s Go Somewhere

I love going for car rides and being out with my people. I’m happy just being included in whatever you’re doing.

 What I Need From You

I’m a quick learner and I know my basic commands, but I do need structure. If you give me clear boundaries and consistency, I will absolutely thrive. If not, I might try to make my own rules… and we probably don’t want that.

My Perfect Home

I would do best in a calm, structured home with someone who understands how to guide me. A dog my size who is more submissive would be a great fit, or I could be perfectly happy as your only dog. If someone chooses to adopt me with Etta, we would need to be the only dogs in the home so we can keep things balanced.

Just a Good Boy Ready for His Chance

I’m a low-maintenance kind of guy—just give me a little guidance, a lot of love, and I’ll give you everything I’ve got. I’m happy, I’m sweet, and I’m ready to finally just be me.

Tata is neutered, vaccinated, and microchipped. He is being fostered in Florence, AZ. His adoption donation fee is $850.00 you can apply for him at freedomfrenchierescue.org. 

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

  Meet Decatur — The Quiet Gentleman

Decatur came to us from Maricopa County after being surrendered by his owners at 10 years old for “aggression.” We’re going to be very clear here… we have not seen that dog. What we’ve seen is a calm, observant, older gentleman trying to figure out a brand new world.

His Reset Era (Decompression Matters)

Decatur has been with us for several days now, doing exactly what dogs need—decompressing. He’s been crate resting, coming out on his own terms to potty, and slowly taking in his surroundings.

There was a moment where another dog wandered into his space… and nothing happened. No reaction, no escalation. Just awareness. That tells us everything we need to know—this is a dog who doesn’t want chaos.

We will only consider homes that understand the importance of a proper 2-week decompression. No immediate dog intros. No forcing relationships. Let him settle first—always.

Dog Energy Match (This Matters)

Decatur doesn’t need a high-energy, in-your-face playmate. He needs a neutral, respectful dog—the kind that minds their business.

Think calm. Think unbothered. Think “Twig energy.”

That’s where he will thrive.

Personality & Daily Life

For a 10-year-old, Decatur still has a little spark. He’ll chase a ball, grab it, and proudly lay down with it like he just won the game—no returns required.

He’s quiet.
He doesn’t bark.
He doesn’t create chaos.

He sleeps most of the day, enjoys the sun, and just wants a peaceful place to exist.

Health & Care

Decatur is currently being treated for a mild case of kennel cough with antibiotics.

He also has an eye that requires drops to prevent dryness—this is part of loving a senior dog. Nothing complicated, just consistency.

He crates well, has no accidents, and may graze on his food rather than eat all at once.

Transport Policy (Read This Before Applying)

We are receiving a lot of interest in Decatur—but we need to be clear:

Out-of-state adopters must arrange and pay for transport.

Our funds go to dogs in critical medical need. We cannot allocate rescue resources toward transport costs.

His Perfect Home

Decatur is for someone who:
Understands older dogs
Respects decompression
Values peace over chaos
Is okay with a low-maintenance, quiet companion

He doesn’t need much.
Just consistency, patience, and a soft place to land.

Final Word

Decatur isn’t broken. He’s not aggressive.
He’s just… misunderstood and finally exhaling.

Now he just needs somewhere to finish his story.

Decatur is vaccinated, microchipped, and neutered his adoption donation fee is $550.00. He is in a temporary foster, he needs a forever home ASAP located in Phoenix area. You can apply for him on our website freedomfrenchierescue.org. 

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

      Paco — The Pirate With A Heart of Gold

“Yeah… I’ve got one eye. And honestly? It kind of works for me.”

Hi, I’m Paco. Some people call me Paco the Pirate, which feels pretty accurate considering I look like I should be sailing around stealing snacks instead of living in a house.

I’m around 22 pounds of sleepy, chill Frenchie energy and I’ve been in foster care for over a month. 3 weeks in CA at a temp foster and then to AZ for the last few weeks.  but honestly? I settled in pretty quickly. I’m the kind of guy who likes soft couches, naps, and keeping life low stress.

“I’m More Couch Potato Than Chaos”

If you’re looking for a wild, nonstop-energy dog… respectfully, that’s not me.

I sleep a lot, I relax a lot, and when left alone I mostly just hang out and snooze. I’m very much in my “retired uncle with a recliner” era. I enjoy being around my people, but I’m not constantly demanding attention every second of the day.

I also love snacks and Hulu, so honestly? Keep both of those coming my way and I’ll absolutely be your bestie.

“We’re Working On The Whole Potty Training Situation”

I’m somewhat house trained and making progress every day. I’ve had some accidents, but we’re working on improvement and routine helps me a lot.

I’m also not fully crate trained yet. I’ll definitely give a little speech about my feelings when I first go in the crate, but after a bit of complaining, I usually settle down just fine. I do like tho chat you know the Frenchie chatter.. that’s me!

At night? The living room couch is my preferred sleeping arrangement. As it should be.

“About My Eye…”

One thing you’ll notice about me right away is my eye.

I have glaucoma, which has caused me to have limited vision. In the long run, there’s a chance I may eventually need to have my other eye removed, but right now it is not medically affecting me and I’m not in pain. Because of that, we are not removing it at this time.

I am also still adjusting to my vision changes. I’m getting used to only having one eye and not seeing very well out of the other one, so I really need time to transition and feel safe. Because of that, I do not like dogs getting directly in my face. I’m not a fighter at all, but I will absolutely stand up for myself if I feel uncomfortable or cornered.

A slow transition into a new home is going to be incredibly important for my success. Please keep that in mind. Don’t just throw me into your pack like I’ve lived there my whole life. I need patience, structure, and time to settle in and learn that I’m safe.

The important thing to know is that I navigate life really well. Dogs are incredibly adaptable, and honestly? I don’t let it slow me down much at all. I still enjoy life, I still enjoy people, and I still know exactly where snacks are located at all times.

“My Rescue Story”

I came from the San Diego Humane Society, and my rescue pulled me knowing I needed a soft place to land.

Before coming to Arizona, I stayed with a temporary foster in San Diego for a few weeks while recovering from my eye removal surgery. And man… let me tell you… after surgery my eye swelled up to the size of a baseball.

But my foster never gave up on me.

She stayed on top of my medications, did ice packs with me, encouraged me every single day, and kept me going while I healed. She was pure motivation for me during recovery, and because of that, I kept pushing forward.

“My Perfect Home”

I’d love a home that understands I’m a lower-key kind of guy. A family that appreciates a chill companion, doesn’t expect perfection overnight, and is willing to continue helping me with routine, patience, and confidence-building would be ideal for me.

Mostly though? I just want somewhere safe to land.

A couch.
A soft blanket.
Somebody who loves me exactly the way I am.

And maybe a few snacks too.

Paco is neutered, vaccinated and microchipped, he is currently being fostered in Tempe AZ. You can apply for Paco at freedomfrenchierescue.org and his adoption donation fee is $1100.00.

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

 The Little Frenchie Who Got His Spark Back

My name's Bob, and the folks around here figure I'm somewhere between five and six years old. If you'd met me the day I arrived at Freedom Frenchie Rescue, you probably would've guessed I had a few more birthdays under my collar than that. Truth is, I looked a whole lot older than I really was. My skin was on fire from allergies, every itch reminded me I wasn't comfortable, and after living like that long enough, you start carrying yourself like an old man who's accepted that's just the way life is going to be. I wasn't unfriendly, and I certainly wasn't unhappy by choice. I just didn't feel good enough to let anybody see who I really was.

Funny how quickly life can change when somebody finally fixes the thing that's been weighing you down. Within twenty-four hours of starting treatment, my foster family started seeing little pieces of the real me. Every day after that, another piece showed up until one morning they realized that grumpy little fellow had disappeared, and in his place was the happy, affectionate French Bulldog that had been hiding beneath all that discomfort the whole time.

These days I take something called Zenrellia for my allergies, and I'll tell you something I've learned along the way—it sure is a lot easier to enjoy life when you're not spending every waking minute trying to scratch your own skin off. My coat looks healthier, my skin feels better, and for the first time in a long while, I get to spend my days thinking about all the important things instead of wondering when the itching is finally going to stop.

Now my days are filled with belly rubs, neighborhood walks, snacks that always seem to taste a little better than the last one, and simply enjoying the company of people who care about me. My foster family likes to say they didn't just find the right medication; they gave me a chance to enjoy being a dog again. I'd say they might be onto something because when you finally feel comfortable in your own skin, it's amazing how much brighter the world starts to look.

Now that I'm feeling like myself again, I've discovered I genuinely enjoy keeping good company. You'll usually find me somewhere close to my foster mom because she's become one of my favorite people. If she's walking through the house, I usually find a reason to head in the same direction. If she's sitting down, chances are I'll settle in nearby because I've learned that some of life's best moments don't require much more than sharing the same room with someone you love.

I don't need to be the center of attention to feel happy. After spending so much time feeling miserable, I've learned to appreciate every scratch behind my ears, every gentle pat on my back, and every quiet moment spent with people who simply enjoy having me around. Those little moments have become some of my favorites because they remind me how different life can feel when someone chooses to love you exactly as you are.

One of the nicest surprises about foster life has been making a best friend. My foster brother and I have become quite the pair, and we spend most of our days doing what good friends ought to do—keeping each other company, relaxing together, and reminding one another that life doesn't always have to be exciting to be good. I also get along wonderfully with cats, which doesn't surprise me one bit because I've never really understood the point of making enemies when making friends is so much easier.

Whether everybody is stretched out for an afternoon nap or wandering around the house together, I'm perfectly content simply being part of the family. There is something comforting about belonging, and after everything that's happened in my life, it's a feeling I don't take for granted.

Now, there is one thing I take very seriously, and that's mealtime. Somehow I've developed an internal clock that's accurate enough to rival just about anybody's watch. I couldn't tell you what time it is during the rest of the day, but breakfast and dinner somehow arrive in my mind right on schedule every single time.

I've learned to appreciate life's simple routines, and mealtime is certainly one of them. A full belly, a comfortable place to relax afterward, and people who remember that I'm patiently waiting nearby make for a pretty wonderful day. If someone happens to have a snack in their pocket, well, I certainly wouldn't consider that a bad decision either.

One thing I've really come to appreciate is getting out and seeing the world. I enjoy my walks, happily hop into the car whenever there's somewhere to go, and I've become a pretty big fan of coffee runs, errands, or honestly just about anything that lets me tag along with my people. It isn't really about where we're headed because, if I'm being honest, I'm mostly interested in spending time with the people sitting beside me.

There's something special about sitting in the passenger seat with the windows cracked just enough to let the fresh air roll in while the world quietly passes by. Those little adventures have become some of my favorite moments because they remind me that life isn't measured by how far you travel but by who you get to travel beside.

I've settled into home life pretty nicely. I'm fully potty trained, I know exactly how to use a doggie door, and I've discovered there's a comfortable rhythm to living in a family that suits me just fine. Some days I enjoy getting outside and stretching my legs, while other days you'll find me happily enjoying a long nap while everyone else goes about their day.

At this point in my life, I've found a balance between enjoying adventures and appreciating the quiet moments in between. There's something to be said for a comfortable bed, a peaceful afternoon, and knowing you're exactly where you're supposed to be.

Nobody really knows what my life looked like before rescue, and truthfully, I don't spend much time worrying about it anymore. The past may explain where I came from, but it doesn't get to decide where I'm going. Today I wake up comfortable, surrounded by people who genuinely care about me, friends to spend my days with, and a future that finally feels brighter than my past ever did.

Looking back, it's remarkable how much changed simply because somebody cared enough to help. Sometimes second chances don't arrive with fireworks or grand moments. Sometimes they arrive through good veterinary care, a little patience, the right medication, and people who refuse to give up on a dog who deserves another chance.

My allergies will probably always be part of my story, but thanks to Zenrelia, they don't get to write the ending anymore. What I'm looking for now is a family that enjoys the simple things as much as I do. I'd love people who don't mind sharing coffee runs, neighborhood walks, lazy afternoons on the couch, and the everyday routines that make a house feel like home. Most of all, I hope for someone who will continue giving me the care that helps me feel like myself because feeling healthy has allowed every other part of my personality to shine.

I've already learned that when your body finally feels good, your heart has room to enjoy life again. Somewhere out there is a family looking for a loyal little companion who's happiest simply being included in whatever the day brings. If that's you, I'd be honored to spend the rest of my life beside you, proving that sometimes the very best things in life aren't complicated at all—they're simply shared with the people who choose to love you forever.

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

   Hi, I'm Baxter.

The Guy Who Somehow Turned Being a Stray Into a Personality Trait.

Life has been a bit of an adventure so far. I was originally found as a stray in Kern County, California, and from there I started what can only be described as a very unnecessary road trip. I was transferred to Los Angeles, eventually made my way to Arizona, and finally landed with my foster family in Tucson. Nobody knows exactly what happened before I was rescued, but whatever my story was before, it clearly prepared me to handle change pretty well. Since arriving in rescue, I've settled into foster life like I've been doing it forever. I sailed through my neuter surgery, have shown no signs of any medical issues, and every day I become a little more convinced that the couch was invented specifically for me.

Equal Parts Athlete and Professional Cuddler

If you ask my foster family what I spend most of my time doing, the answer depends entirely on what time of day you ask. Some days I'm flying through the house at full speed with a toy in my mouth, launching myself over furniture like I'm auditioning for an action movie. Other times I'm completely convinced that my purpose in life is to be attached to a human at all times. I love to play, I love to wrestle with my toys, and I especially love anything that involves a game of fetch. Once I've burned through my energy, though, I'm perfectly happy to curl up next to my people and spend the rest of the evening supervising whatever they're doing.

A Man of Routine

One thing you'll quickly learn about me is that I take my schedule seriously. Every morning starts with a sprint outside to handle business, followed by an immediate return to the kitchen for breakfast. Once breakfast is secured, I head right back outside again just to make sure the yard is still there. It's an efficient system that I've spent a lot of time perfecting. I am also extremely food motivated, which means training me is pretty straightforward. The downside is that if you're taking too long to pour my breakfast, there's a good chance I'll try to assist. My foster family has accidentally poured kibble directly onto my head more than once because I insist on being involved in the process.

The Little Things That Make Me... Me

I have a few quirks that my foster family finds endlessly entertaining. For example, I absolutely love slippers, but only if they're attached to someone's foot. A slipper sitting on the floor is completely uninteresting. A slipper attached to a moving human suddenly becomes the greatest toy ever created. I also enjoy licking ears and toes, which apparently isn't something every dog does, although I personally think everyone is overreacting. Then there's my famous "froggy stance." If you scratch the middle of my ribs while I'm standing, my legs spread out and I strike a pose that has caused more laughter in my foster home than I care to admit. They've spent weeks trying to capture it on camera, and somehow every attempt has failed.

Sleep Is a Full-Body Experience

When bedtime rolls around, I become one of the least dignified creatures on the planet. Most dogs curl up in a nice neat little ball. I sleep completely upside down with all four legs pointing in different directions like someone assembled me without reading the instructions. It's not uncommon for my foster family to walk by and stop to make sure I'm actually alive because I look so ridiculously comfortable. The good news is that I sleep soundly and wake up ready to tackle another day of being adorable.

About Other Dogs

I get along with many dogs, but I also think honesty is important when you're looking for a forever family. I generally do best with dogs around my size who have easygoing personalities. Bigger dogs or dogs that are very assertive can sometimes create situations where I make less-than-stellar decisions. The best way my foster family describes it is that when another dog gives me a warning, I occasionally mistake it for the beginning of a conversation rather than the end of one. Because of that, I benefit from slow introductions, clear boundaries, and humans who are willing to help me continue building good habits. I'm not looking for conflict; sometimes I just need a little help reading the room. I need a leader and someone that will listen to the guidance of the rescue and my foster family. They do know me best!

Why I Think We'd Be Great Together

At the end of the day, I'm a young dog with a huge heart and an even bigger personality. I love people, I do great with kids, I'm potty trained, I listen well to my humans, and I genuinely enjoy being part of whatever is happening around me. I'm the kind of dog who will make you laugh when you least expect it, follow you from room to room just because I want to be near you, and then fall asleep upside down on your couch like I pay the mortgage.

My life started with a few detours, but I think I've finally reached the part of the story where I find my family. I'm looking for people who appreciate a dog with character, a little bit of sass, and a whole lot of love to give. If you're searching for a best friend who can keep you entertained, keep your lap warm, and occasionally remind you that slippers are never truly yours, I think we should meet.

Love,
Baxter

I am vaccinated, microchipped and neutered, currently I am being fostered in Tucson, AZ. You can apply for me at freedomfrenchierescue.org and my adoption donation fee is $1100.00.

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

  Hi, I'm Koda 

Second Chances Are My Time To Shine

I'm about four years old, and my journey with Freedom Frenchie Rescue started when the team traveled to Ventura County Animal Shelter to pick up another bulldog named Scarlett. As it turns out, they didn't leave with just one dog that day. They saw my handsome face, took one look at me, and apparently couldn't resist. Honestly, I like to think I was the impulse purchase in the checkout line.

When I first arrived in rescue, I was dealing with some skin issues and missing fur along my back and body. Shelter life had clearly taken a toll on me, and if we're being honest, I looked a little rough around the edges. Underneath all of that, though, was a healthy Frenchie who simply needed some medical care, good food, and people willing to believe he was worth the effort.

Today, my skin is healing beautifully, my fur is growing back nicely, and I'm medically healthy. Every week I look a little better than the week before. At this rate, I'm expecting people to start asking for my skincare routine.

A Personality All My Own

My foster family describes me as a character, and honestly, I think that's putting it mildly.

Some of my habits are unusual, some are hilarious, and most of them keep everyone entertained. I have a way of inserting myself into situations that don't necessarily involve me but probably should. If there's a conversation happening, I'd like to be included. If someone gets up to go into another room, I'd appreciate an explanation. If attention is being handed out, I'd like my portion immediately.

The more comfortable I become, the more my personality continues to come out. Every day my foster family discovers another little Koda-ism that leaves them laughing, shaking their heads, or both.

Learning to Trust the Process

One thing my foster family has noticed is that I genuinely want to learn.

We're working on manners, routines, structure, and helping me understand what is expected of me in a home. Like many rescue dogs, I didn't arrive with a full understanding of household rules. Some things are completely new to me, and some things take a little repetition before they click.

The good news is that I continue making progress because for the first time in a long time, someone is actually teaching me. Every day I become a little more comfortable, a little more confident, and a little more willing to believe that this life is permanent.

Progress Over Perfection

If I'm being completely honest, potty training is currently my biggest challenge.

I still have accidents in the house from time to time, and my foster family is actively working with me to help me succeed. While some dogs come into rescue already understanding household routines, I'm still figuring out how this whole system works.

The important thing is that progress is happening. Every day I learn a little more, understand a little more, and improve a little more. My future family should be prepared to continue helping me with consistency and patience, but they should also know that I'm trying.

Besides, nobody becomes a professional overnight. Not even me.

My People Are My Safe Place

One area where I still need a little extra support is when my people leave.

If my foster mom leaves the house or closes the door while she's working, I can become anxious and start pacing around looking for her. I don't love being separated from the people I trust because, quite honestly, I'm still learning that people who care about me always come back.

I also need a family that understands structure. If you give me an inch, I will absolutely take a mile. Then I'll probably try to negotiate for another mile just to see if it's available. While I'm sweet and lovable, I do best when I have a confident leader setting boundaries and helping me understand expectations. Structure helps me feel safe, and when I feel safe, I thrive.

The Chair Belongs to Me Now

Every dog has a favorite place in the house, and I have made my choice.

For reasons known only to me, I have decided that my foster mom's work chair is the greatest piece of furniture ever created. While she's sitting on the sofa, I'll happily curl up in the chair and nap like I've personally paid the mortgage.

At this point, I don't think of it as her chair anymore. It's our chair. Mostly mine, but I'm willing to share occasionally.

A Frenchie Through and Through

There are some things about me that are exactly what you'd expect from a French Bulldog.

For example, I love food.

Breakfast is exciting. Dinner is exciting. Treats are exciting. The possibility that someone might accidentally drop food on the floor is extremely exciting. I take snack opportunities very seriously and believe every meal should be celebrated appropriately.

I also love bones and enjoy spending time chewing on them throughout the day. When I'm not monitoring food-related activities, you'll often find me playing with my foster Frenchie friend, hanging out with my people, or searching for the next best place to take a nap.

Finding My Footing

The best way to describe me right now is that I'm adjusting to a completely different way of life.

Not long ago, I was sitting in a shelter with skin issues and an uncertain future. Today, I have a warm bed, regular meals, medical care, dog friends, and people who are helping me learn how to be part of a family.

That's a pretty big change for a guy.

Every day I become a little more comfortable with my new reality. Every day I learn something new. Every day I gain a little more confidence. Rescue isn't an overnight transformation. It's a journey, and I'm right in the middle of mine.

Looking for My Forever Family

My ideal family will understand that rescue dogs don't arrive perfectly finished. We arrive hopeful. We arrive trying. We arrive carrying pieces of a story we didn't get to write.

I'm looking for people who can continue helping me build confidence, work on my potty training, and remind me that I'm safe when life feels uncertain. I'm also looking for people who appreciate a dog with a big personality, a healthy sense of humor, and a slight tendency to believe the world revolves around him.

In return, you'll get a loyal companion, a professional attention seeker, a dedicated snack enthusiast, an expert chair thief, and a dog who will make you laugh on a regular basis.

I've already survived the hardest chapter.

Now I'm ready for the part where everybody lives happily ever after.

Koda is neutered, vaccinated and microchipped, he is being fostered in Phoenix, AZ. His adoption donation fee is $1100.00 and you can apply on our website freedomfrenchierescue.org

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

  Marketing Director | Internet Sensation | Professional Socialite | Future Couch Potato 

You may know me as the guy whose freedom walk took over the internet. Yep… over 1.1 million people watched me hippity-hop my way out of the shelter. I’m between 4/5, closer to 5 probably… but who’s counting! I weigh about 45–50 lbs and I love being a low rider!

Just to clear something up…

No, my feet weren’t hot.  It was early morning. That’s just… how I walk. I don’t know what to tell you. I was born with main-character energy. I was so freaking excited to get out of that place duh! 

Around here they call me the Director of Marketing, but I’m ready to retire from corporate life and accept a full-time position as your best friend on your couch! Or maybe my own couch!

Slow down, my friend.

If you’re looking for instant perfection, I’m probably not your guy. This is rescue, duh! My perfection awaits.

If you’re looking for something real… keep reading.

I like my own space. Actually, I love my own space. I prefer having my own room where I can decompress, stretch out, and feel like the king I know I am. There’s absolutely no rush with me. Life isn’t an Amazon Prime order, a DoorDash delivery, or AI-generated overnight success. The best relationships take time. Give me that time, and I’ll meet you there.

Let’s talk about my roommates.

I can absolutely live with other dogs… but we have to do it the right way.

I need time to decompress before making new friends. Once I’m settled, I coexist beautifully and even play with my 11-month-old foster sister, who seems to believe every hour is Zoomie O’Clock. She’s a lot. I can handle her… just in small doses, thank you very much.

I’m not a fan of rushing introductions. Slow is fast in my world. (Read up on dog psychology.)

About my toys…

Sometimes I think my toys are priceless museum artifacts.

If I decide one belongs to me, I’m actually very easy to redirect with calm leadership. My rescue recommends skipping toys during the first month while I settle in, unless I’m enjoying them by myself. Once everyone understands the rules, life gets much easier.

Humans? Obsessed.

People are my favorite. I’ll happily be your shadow, your adventure buddy, your couch companion, your emotional support potato… whatever the day calls for.

If you’re sitting down for a family dinner, you better believe I’m already under the table. I’ll politely rest my face on your lap and silently campaign for just one tiny bite. I’m not saying it’ll work… but I’m also not saying it won’t. My negotiation skills are top-tier.

Like most bullies, I’m convinced I’m actually a lap dog. Your opinion on that isn’t really part of the decision-making process.

Now for my fabulous maintenance package.

Every king deserves a little spa day. My ears need a good cleaning every week.

I appreciate having my handsome face wiped down because, well… presentation matters.

And if you happen to own a classy little bow tie collar—not one that’s bigger than my head—we’re probably already best friends. We can change it up with a gold chain too! My fits can be Hampton summer or LA Chicano! I pull everything off, just saying!

One more thing…

If we go outside, don’t be offended if I decide I’d rather head back in. I’m not exactly applying for Wilderness Explorer of the Year. You can call Dora the Explorer for that mess. When it’s cool out, the outside is great. Just let me go potty and back in!

I also take treats like an absolute gentleman. Refined. Sophisticated. Very mindful.

My quirks make me… me.

My happy dances deserve it’s own fan club. The hops I present are stellar! When I try to jump up and give a stretch for some pets, I have to get a good start with a couple bounces! My goofy personality lights up every room I walk into.

I don’t try to be funny…

It just keeps happening.

My tongue is long and extra, and most of the time it sticks out when I sleep!

What I’m really looking for…

Someone who understands that the best dogs aren’t always the easiest on Day One. I just want a home that's run like a spiritual gangster, leadership and calmness. I also love puppies they are so fun!

Someone who believes trust is earned.

Someone who understands structure, patience, leadership, and bulldog logic.

Because once I’m comfortable…

You’ll wonder how you ever lived without me.

So if you’re looking for a dog who’s equal parts comedian, gentleman, king, and loyal best friend…

I saved you a spot under my butt so I can get the most pets and snores at the same time!

Pickles is vaccinated, neutered, and microchipped, he is being fostered in Mesa, AZ. His adoption donation fee is $1100.00 you can apply for him at freedomfrenchierescue.org. 

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.

    From Survivor to Scene Stealer

You know those dogs that quietly blend into the background? Yeah... I thought I was one of them too.

Hi, I'm Rio, and I'm about three years old. I came to Freedom Frenchie Rescue alongside my friend Sonora after another rescue in Los Angeles reached out asking if they could help us. Before that, we were abandoned living in a backyard where we were used for breeding. Honestly, there isn't much more to my story than that. Nobody knows exactly what my life looked like before rescue, and I can't tell you either. What I can tell you is that every single day feels a little brighter than the one before it.

When I first arrived, everyone assumed I was the quiet guy. I stayed close, watched everything around me, and took my time figuring out this whole "living inside a house and being loved" thing. Then something amazing happened. I started feeling safe. Once that happened, my personality didn't just peek around the corner... it burst through the front door wearing confetti, carrying a karaoke machine, and asking if everyone was ready to have some fun. Apparently I'd been saving up three years' worth of personality, and now I'm making up for lost time.

Curiosity Is My Superpower

I've recently discovered that the world is absolutely fascinating, and I feel it's only responsible of me to investigate everything. The television remote? Needs a thorough inspection. Bathroom supplies? Probably weren't organized correctly, so I help rearrange them. My food and water bowls? Sometimes I remove them from their stand simply because I can. I like to think I'm adding a little excitement to everyone's day.

My foster family has learned that no two days with me are exactly alike, and honestly, I think that's one of my best qualities. Just when they think they've figured me out, I come up with another harmless little adventure to keep life interesting. The great news is that I'm incredibly easy to redirect. Hand me a durable chew toy, an appropriate bone, or something fun that's actually mine, and I'm more than happy to leave everything else alone. I'm not destructive because I'm naughty; I'm simply discovering a world I never had the chance to explore before.

Let's Discuss the Importance of French Fries

There are moments in life that change a dog forever, and discovering French fries was one of mine.

If I hear the unmistakable crinkle of a fast-food bag or catch the delicious aroma drifting through the car, I suddenly become very invested in whatever meal you're about to enjoy. My foster jokes that if I hadn't been safely buckled into my seat one day, the McDonald's bag sitting in the back would have mysteriously disappeared before anyone made it home. I can't confirm or deny those allegations, but I can say that fries smell like happiness.

The important part is that I'm never pushy or aggressive about food. I simply believe meals are better when they're shared, and I politely work my way a little closer just in case you're looking for someone to help with quality control. Hope is a beautiful thing, and I choose to live with lots of it.

My Favorite Place Is Wherever You Are

Underneath all of my goofy antics is a dog whose favorite thing in the entire world is simply being with his people. If you're sitting on the couch, I'd love to be right beside you. If you're walking into another room, I'll probably come along just to make sure you're not getting into anything without me. At bedtime, my favorite place is curled up next to the people I love because after spending the first part of my life without a real family, being close to mine feels like the greatest gift imaginable.

My foster calls me a Velcro dog, and I wear that title proudly. I don't follow you because I'm needy. I follow you because I've finally learned what it feels like to belong, and I genuinely enjoy sharing life with my people. Whether we're watching television, folding laundry, working around the house, or doing absolutely nothing at all, I'm happiest when we're doing it together.

We're still working on crate training because it's something I never had the opportunity to learn before rescue. My foster has been helping me build confidence by having me spend short periods in my kennel while they run errands. It's not my favorite place yet, but every single day I understand a little more that my people always come back, and that's helping me feel more secure.

Confidence Looks Good on Me

The more comfortable I've become, the more playful my personality has continued to grow. My foster brother Murphy and I have taken our time getting to know each other, and now we happily share carrots in the kitchen, relax together around the house, and enjoy each other's company. Taking things slowly has made all the difference, and it's helped me build confidence instead of feeling overwhelmed.

Like many bulldogs, I have a little confidence mixed with a little stubbornness, and every now and then I might decide I'd make an excellent manager of the household. My foster laughs because if nobody is making the rules, I'm more than willing to volunteer for the position. Thankfully, I respond beautifully to calm leadership, clear expectations, and gentle guidance. I don't need someone to dominate me. I simply need someone willing to show me the way, and I'm more than happy to follow a confident leader.

Learning What Home Really Means

One of the things my foster is most proud of is how much progress I've made with my house manners. I've never pooped in the house, and ever since my neuter surgery, I haven't had a single pee accident either. I wore a belly band at first while everyone learned my routine, but before long my foster realized I didn't need it anymore because I understood exactly what was expected of me.

Every day I discover something new about living in a home, and every day I become a little more comfortable with the life I've always deserved. It's amazing how quickly a dog can blossom when someone believes in him, gives him patience, and allows him to learn at his own pace instead of expecting perfection overnight.

My Next Chapter

I'm looking for a family that appreciates laughter, understands that bulldogs are wonderfully quirky little characters, and enjoys sharing life with a dog who makes every ordinary day feel a little more entertaining. I'll need sturdy chew toys, patient leadership, and slow introductions if there are other dogs in the home because I've learned that taking my time helps me build successful relationships.

In return, I'll give you unwavering loyalty, endless laughs, couch cuddles, plenty of supervision while you attempt to eat French fries, and a friendship that only gets stronger as trust continues to grow. I spent the first three years of my life being valued for what I could produce instead of who I was, but those days are finally behind me.

Now I'm ready for a family who sees me the way my foster does: not as a former breeding dog, but as a goofy, affectionate, curious, funny little bulldog with an enormous heart who's finally discovered how wonderful life can be. My next chapter isn't about surviving anymore. It's about living, laughing, loving my people, and finally being treasured simply because I'm Rio.

Rio is vaccinated, neutered, and microchipped, he is being fostered in Tucson, AZ. His adoption donation fee is $1100.00 you can apply for him at freedomfrenchierescue.org. Please review the adoption process and transport information if you are out of state.

*Please Note: All learning and guidance must continue in their new home. A dog’s behavior can change with a new environment and energy, and every family’s dynamic is different. What works or is allowed in one foster home may not be the same in yours, so consistency, patience, and continued training are key to their success.