Taken a few years ago. This was taken when he could have still been considered a "stud". He had very healthy and thick fur, healthy teeth, perfect sized nails, and than, he went blind and was on the verge of getting really, really sick. So, we decided as a family that we rather have be put down when he still wasn't in pain, than wait a few weeks (days even) and let him die in pain.
His name was Kidd (pronounced Keed), and he really was one of the best friends I have ever had.

When I move out, I will be buying a Greyhound, and he will be named after Kidd.