Ares was a Bengal with as much sass and attitude as he could pack into his big 18lb body! When he wanted to be scratched or pet, he would puff up his tail and follow us around the house, meowing with his big voice. He loved to rub on and bite toes when we were cooking in the kitchen, and he would howl in the morning until he got his ice cold filtered water from the fridge. His nickname was jungle cat because of the way he would walk around the house, as if he was stalking his prey. He loved chasing his sister, Iris (littermate), and the two of them would roll around on the floor playing all day. He passed unexpectedly just 1 month shy of his 4th birthday, and will be very missed!