this is my best friend flybye night. nickname flybye, flubby, flubbers, doornail, dinkus...you get the point c:
we got him when i was 3, and he was 3, our birthdays were around the same time. he was a male racing dog, a greyhound from the pennsylvania greyhound rescue. he has a thyroid problem, and was actually set to be put down. we rescued him, and brought him home.

this dog always smiled, i swear to god. always, all the time. he barked, ran around, and was always happy. we owned him for 12 and a half years. and through those, he'd been in pounds, travelled around the country, in a car, and even a plane. he's lived in 2 states, and was a racer.
he probably even has puppies somewhere.
but most of all, he was my buddy. and this is how i'll always remember him. the flubby we had before the stroke. c: even after the stroke, he still smiled, and bounced, and was well, flybye.

we put him down when i was 15, but as you can tell, he's always in my thoughts still c:

this is the real flybye and his little brother rocco. this picture was taken about a year before he passed. http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z73/Edocatastrophi/?action=view&current=17536_103063826385669_100000461564355_84547_268954_n.jpg