Phobos

My sweetest boy Phobos, taken so young. He was a fighter from the beginning of life he wasn’t give. A chance until I met you. And you were my world. My little bubba. My hard headed sweet boy. I miss the days where you’d carry your fuzzy ball in your mouth and play all throughout the house. Or waking up and being greeted by you because you know it was treat time. Your brother and sister sure miss you. I’ll love you forever until I see you again.