Miss PB Falcon

Hello! My name is Peanut Butter Falcon (Miss PB Falcon) .<br/><br/>My life began abandoned at a boat dock in Texarkana, TX where my pregnant mom was dumped and left to fend for herself. Thanks to a kind man who found her, then took her somewhere safe. Just three days later, I was born—along with nine brothers and sisters! Sadly a couple of my siblings did not make it.<br/><br/>Three weeks later, all nine of us were brought to an animal rescue. That’s when life got really exciting!<br/><br/>My mom liked to climb over the fence with us dangling from her mouth so she could take us on little adventures. On one of these adventures, I somehow managed to get my entire head stuck inside a peanut butter jar. I couldn’t see a thing, so I wandered around blindly until the mailman came to my rescue. And that, my friends, is how I got the name Peanut Butter Falcon.<br/><br/>I was the smallest and shyest of my siblings. I wasn’t as pretty as my sisters, and I wasn’t nearly as outgoing as my brothers. One by one, they all found families of their own. I knew if I was patient, you would come along.<br/><br/>So, it’s just me and Mom now, but I would really, really love to be someone’s best friend. I’m friendly, gentle, and very submissive. I love people—probably more than anything in the world. I’m not going to be a very big girl, either. My mom is only 42 pounds. I will be great hiking, going to the beach, and exploring the apple orchards. I love any adventure as long as it is with you.<br/><br/>I’m hoping that somewhere out there is the person who will look at me and say, “That’s my girl.” Could it be you?<br/><br/>Please send an email to alittlelonger2home@gmail.com to request an application from adopting me. When you receive the application please fill out completely including your three references email addresses. Your references cannot be related to you. Once your application is submitted, the next step is to submit a refundable deposit $200. If you decide you want to cancel my adoption, the deposit is refunded.<br/><br/>Peanut Butter Falcon <br/>Female<br/>Spayed <br/>Breed Malinois mix<br/>Color Tri-color <br/>Age 17 weeks (As of 09/08/2026)<br/>Weight 18lbs <br/>Great with people, children, dogs/puppies and cats/ kittens <br/><br/>Adoption donation $495<br/><br/><br/>Carlton Rescue- Operation Puppy Love 501c3 <br/>(Follow us on Facebook) <br/><br/><br/>https://treatva.onelink.me/rVix/RI150<br/> (sign up today and help earn real food and treats for our rescue)

Hello! My name is Peanut Butter Falcon (Miss PB Falcon) .

My life began abandoned at a boat dock in Texarkana, TX where my pregnant mom was dumped and left to fend for herself. Thanks to a kind man who found her, then took her somewhere safe. Just three days later, I was born—along with nine brothers and sisters! Sadly a couple of my siblings did not make it.

Three weeks later, all nine of us were brought to an animal rescue. That’s when life got really exciting!

My mom liked to climb over the fence with us dangling from her mouth so she could take us on little adventures. On one of these adventures, I somehow managed to get my entire head stuck inside a peanut butter jar. I couldn’t see a thing, so I wandered around blindly until the mailman came to my rescue. And that, my friends, is how I got the name Peanut Butter Falcon.

I was the smallest and shyest of my siblings. I wasn’t as pretty as my sisters, and I wasn’t nearly as outgoing as my brothers. One by one, they all found families of

Hello! My name is Peanut Butter Falcon (Miss PB Falcon) .

My life began abandoned at a boat dock in Texarkana, TX where my pregnant mom was dumped and left to fend for herself. Thanks to a kind man who found her, then took her somewhere safe. Just three days later, I was born—along with nine brothers and sisters! Sadly a couple of my siblings did not make it.

Three weeks later, all nine of us were brought to an animal rescue. That’s when life got really exciting!

My mom liked to climb over the fence with us dangling from her mouth so she could take us on little adventures. On one of these adventures, I somehow managed to get my entire head stuck inside a peanut butter jar. I couldn’t see a thing, so I wandered around blindly until the mailman came to my rescue. And that, my friends, is how I got the name Peanut Butter Falcon.

I was the smallest and shyest of my siblings. I wasn’t as pretty as my sisters, and I wasn’t nearly as outgoing as my brothers. One by one, they all found families of their own. I knew if I was patient, you would come along.

So, it’s just me and Mom now, but I would really, really love to be someone’s best friend. I’m friendly, gentle, and very submissive. I love people—probably more than anything in the world. I’m not going to be a very big girl, either. My mom is only 42 pounds. I will be great hiking, going to the beach, and exploring the apple or