Why did we name him "Lion"? He's as gentle and soft as an overgrown kitten, but if ever an ill-intentioned character ever bumbled into his path -- he would be as scary as ... you know ... a lion.
Unfortunately, he doesn't share our love of fragrance. As soon as any of us come close to him when we're wearing our fragrance pick of the day, he's headed to the far corner of the room (unless there is a door open, then he's out the door). He'd much rather "eau de doggy smell", and we just don't have any of that in our stock room.