Rainbow Bridge Memorial

Dearly missed by Rosemary and Rudy Giacometto

 Farewell Flyboy!

Our precious Flyboy crossed the Rainbow bridge, much too soon for us, on February 21. He was our first greyhound. When we met him in Mount Vernon, where he was being fostered by Ronnie-Sue, we knew that we were meant for each other. It turned out to be a perfect match for the three of us, and 2 years later, when we adopted Fiesty. the four of us.

At the time,the description of Flyboy on the website read as follows:

“Flyboy is a hilarious fellow and a big goof! He loves to play and be a silly puppy… and sometimes doesn’t watch where he is going! He loves to head out for a walk and be with his owners..but, when he has to…he can be a calm, laid back, big greyhound boy! What a love!”

Whoever wrote those comments was bang on. The thing they missed was that when Flyboy went into goofball mode, he displayed an amazing agility, for example when he decided to race through our house. He did that quite frequently, and especially when we had visitors. He had to show off what he could do. He would greet the folks at the door, then gallop off towards the kitchen, four steps up to the family room, U-turn around the furniture, back down the steps into dining room, front room between couch and coffee table, never touching a thing, then back to the entrance to start another of several laps like that. Then, for the grand finale, he raced down the hallway towards our bedroom, navigated a sharp righthand-turn at the doorway, and from there leapt onto our bed, plunking down panting like mad, but happy and proud as can be. The photo shows the result of one of those landings.

Flyboy will take up a very special place in our hearts for as long as we live. He brought so much joy into our lives, and many other people’s as well. He visited a Care Home for 6 years, where most of the residents just adored him. They will miss him dearly also.
We hope Flyboy will be waiting for us on the other side, and until then have a greyt time playing and pulling stunts. As for us, we now have to try and get over the grief of losing him, and remember all the good times we had together. So long for now, our big macho boy. We were truly blessed to have you join our family and to be able to spend nearly eight wonderful years together with you.

Your ever loving Mom & Dad, Rosemarie & Rudy, and playmate Fiesty, who misses you an awful lot too.