On Jan. 25 Zeus turned nine years old. He has been around for a while. I got zeus when I lived with Katie in college and he only weighed a pound and a half. Now he weighs 11 lbs. He's big for a maltese. Anyway, he recently has been diagnosed with a collapsing trachea. It's sad. Now he has to take steroids for the rest of his life which potentially could damage his liver. He's not been the favorite around the house since Isaac was born, but he's still a part of the family. I've had zeus for so long, I wouldn't know what to think without him here. I know our animals can't live forever and sometimes I wish Zeus was better behaved but he's my dog. He never talks back, he always listens, and a great little heater for my feet. He may not behave all the time, but who does in this family. Happy Birthday Zeus!
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Aw..Zeus. God I remember that dog all too well. I can't believe he's 9. That's insane. My mom still has Sunshine my shih-tzu. She'll be 8 this year. Madness.
Happy Birthday Zeusy! We love you!
To: Zeus
Happy Birthday!
I'll remember that Rachel says you "always listen" next time I'm on the phone with her and she's chasing you down the street because you won't come when you are called.
It would be strange with you not around, though. All the hacking mixed in with the usual barking has spiced your relationship with everyone coming in the door.
We do love you, though, little puppy. You're one heck of a fur ball.
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