Mini, who had nicknames too innumerable to list, was a friend to three generations of family, and will be missed and forever loved and remembered by them all. When he wasn’t dutifully shadowing you, he was napping, or eagerly awaiting a treat. He loved all things meat, but steak most of all, with a minor predilection for fresh garbage. Mini was a quiet dog, but a fighter, and not one to hide his frustrations when it came to bath time. Not a lover of dog toys, he had a special fondness for a fuzzy spider toy meant for cats. Otherwise, he was content with belly rubs and play fighting.
Mini was the best friend one could ask for, and the world is a colder place in his absence.