Thorin is a strong and noble name for a dog inspired by the powerful and brave character from "The Hobbit" by J.R.R. Tolkien, perfect for a loyal companion.
Here are 19 of the latest pictures of dogs named Thorin from our database of 13 dogs with the name Thorin.



The following are 6 profiles of dogs named Thorin from our database of 13 dogs with the name Thorin.
“Hi my name is Thorin Fluffenshield, I am a very playful husky. I love peanut butter and I love to talk very loudly.“
— Jaya D.
“I’m a Cane Corso who is the biggest lover you’ll ever meet! My favorite activities are napping and following the cats around the house!“
— Jessica F.
“Thorin is a young and active corgi. He has a lot to say about any given topic. He has little legs but refuses to let that keep him down.“
— Haley N.
“3.5 yo Aussie Shepard mix. Adopted from a shelter in Morton Grove. Thorin is a parvovirus survivor, but during treatment he was unfortunately isolated most of his time at the shelter. He is a goofy loving dog, but anxious and reacts to other dogs.“
— Aimee G.
“Greetings, good humans! I am Thorin, the Mountain-Born, a 160-pound Mastiff, professional sniffer of things, enthusiastic explorer, and occasional sovereign potato. My guardians tell me the world is full of wonderful smells, fascinating creatures, and adventures waiting to be discovered. I intend to investigate as many as possible, preferably at my own leisurely pace. I am a distinguished gentleman currently studying obedience, rally, and the ancient art of listening to my guardians when something more interesting is happening. I seek grand, securely fenced lands where I may roam freely, investigate mysterious scents, and occasionally demonstrate a majestic burst of speed before requiring a substantial rest. My guardians will accompany me, supervise my expeditions, and ensure I leave your kingdom as I found it. May your grass be soft and your squirrels plentiful! — Thorin, the Mountain-Born 🐾“
— Jason R.
“I have a family now. The first 8 years of my life were tough. When my Mum and Dad picked me up from the rescue, I was still scrawny. I had never been inside a house before so floors and walls scared me. I was so weak that I couldn’t walk for five minutes without my legs trembling in fatigue. It took me seven months to get enough confidence to jump into the back of a car. I used to run up and put my feet on the tailgate and wait for Dad to boost me up. Mum and Dad think I was used as a breeding dog and kept outside in a crate or small enclosure. My teeth have been filed down. Now I have a family and I get all kinds of goodies and I get to eat steak. I like steak. I don’t trust people though. And little dogs. Little dogs can be sketchy. Mum said I have to stay away from people and dogs because I get scared. I’m ok with cats though, as long as they’re part of my pack. I like to carry a toy around with me. It helps me self regulate. I’m learning how to a part of the world and how to be a dog. It’s only been a year in my home, so I have a lot of practicing to do, so for now my people work on training and socializing with me so that one day I can truly be a dog. My trainer says I’m making great progress in my confidence level and that one day I will be able to go to dog parks like my bother.“
— Emma F.


















































