And why did we call our dog Zephyr? Well, we had a list of about 20 names, starting with those beginning with 'a' , and we couldn't agree on anything. I wanted to call her "Georgia", but Ian didn't like Georgia. At that point, Ian wasn't even sure he wanted a dog.
The birthdate of the puppies approached and still we didn't have a name.
Fate stepped in and stopped our dithering. The puppies were born on March 21, the first day of Spring, and Zephyr it was.
She was a very cute puppy (I know, they're all cute). She was also a bit odd looking -- all legs. A bit like a jackrabbit.
But my husband took one look at her and he was doomed. Gone were any thoughts about not wanting a dog: he fell in love when he held her the first time and the love has never wavered.
It's just as well. She's a hunting dog and needs a lot of exercise.
