When I first got Zeus he was a little rusty long-haired Dachshund 10 weeks old, my husband had bought him as my birthday present. He absolutely was so soft. One day when he was about 6 months old, we were walking in the park. This park has a horse path, so as we were walking down the side of the fence, the all-mighty Zeus began to act like he was going to tear this horse’s legs off. Well, of course, the horse was not phased and just looked at him, and I said “You better stop Zeus he is going to step on you”. From that day forward I knew that was the perfect name for him. He has been a wonderful family member and the entire family is going to miss him dearly. Rest easy, my boy. I love you. Love Mom