By Nikolas Anthony Klimenko, age 9
Atlas so kind, always sweet and happy.
When someone was happy, Atlas waggled.
When someone suffered, Atlas suffered and,
Always tried to make it better.
His joy, happiness, and love were as contagious as pink eye.
We must respect him as we respect Mother Nature.
He always loved to walk in our neighborhood and in the forest.
He commanded the most pets.
Being with Atlas was like a paradise of love.
