I got Flynn as a rescue from Florida. He had a terrible puppy-hood, but you never would have known. He had the sunniest smile, loved rolling in the grass, and never met a stranger. He had Addisons disease and was the best at taking his medicine and the most patient boy with all of his shots. He loved butt scratches. There was a spot over his hip that made him melt to the floor when you scratched just right. He loved sleeping under the covers and would rest with his head on my knee and my head on his hips. We took so many naps together with my head on his butt. He joined me on countless hikes and other adventures. He was a stubborn brat sometimes and would refuse to go outside in the rain, go in the water, and sleep anywhere outside. We went camping together once and he pouted the whole time. He was with me through the worst of my depression, 4 moves, and a divorce. He was the best boy and I am so lucky I could spend his life with him.