Ares

2002 - 2014

Ares loved many things. And loved them hard. His dragon- a little rubber squeaky thing I had to hide from him because he wouldn’t stop squeaking it. His balls- that he would chase forever. His blanket- that he would paw into an igloo. His bed in the sun- where he would sleep all day if left alone. His food sneaking- which was often. His boys- late to arrive in his life, but fiercely protective of. His Jenny- his true Alpha. His coffee- thanks mom. His beer- yeah that one is my fault.

He was a little guy. But he took up a lot of space. Still.