One Year Later
Hard to believe that a year ago this week, our fair Zeus attempted suicide. That was a hellish week, it cost us a lot of money (don't ask how much) and caused us sooo much worry. But on that Thursday, he walked for me and the next Monday he came home and started hippity-hopping around for food like always.

The man remains, well, a little different than the other dogs, and a lot different than the other beagles we've loved. But he's our guy and even though his barking has become, well, a little more insistent and random than before, he's still mostly the same a year after almost dying.

The vet's office still marvels at him when he's in, they've never seen a dog so old, so sick, come back so well.

But then again, they don't know our Zeus. He's unsinkable.