I dreamed about this pup a while back. Name's Cyclone, Akita-Inu breed. We were the best of friends at the time, but a tragedy nearly tore us apart. He was my rock during my temporary, yet troubled home life. My younger self was distraught with grief, and I took the little guy as far as my short stature could. He was hanging on, but I never found out if we got him help or not because I woke up. The trooper kept his chin up the entire time, though. Drew him playing with my Monkey OC.