R.I.P. Sweet Ires, 10 Jan 2015
A lab when you threw the ball, a pit if you got testy, and always game, even when she couldn’t make the jumps anymore. Besties with friends old and new.
She loved the beach, the mountains, the dog park, and riling everyone else up. Ires always went for it. Sometimes she didn’t make it and took the fall, shook herself off, and tried again, long nails scrabbling.
Every time we went climbing, she was an inspiration to me to be more like Ires.