15 years ago, on a cold, snowy night, I followed Silver again outside to go "potty" at 2:30 am in the deep snow, when this large, grey bubble came out. After confirming it wasn't a puppy, I realized her water broke and we ran back in the house to wake hubby, Mark...they were coming.
At 2:50 am, on January 2nd, 2008, a reddish-brown Husky-looking puppy was born. We named him Zappa and there was no doubt, we were keeping him. Zappa was the first one of the train of puppies that were to be born that night. A total of ten, to be exact. It was Zappa who got the ball rolling.
Zappa was a momma's boy from the start. He fought for the top dog position with Chance, as well as feeding position. Chance and Zappa also went head to head for top weight. Chance usually won all three. Zappa hung out tight with the other Husky-looking dogs, Grumpy and Blaze. And he was adorned by Mark. Out of all the puppies, Zappa was the only one Mark really knew for sure. He couldn't keep them all straight. lol
Fast forward to now:
It is 38 degrees out, there are snow spots on the lawn and Zappa may be the last remaining puppy from the Power of Ten litter. Besides our three, Chance, Blaze and Fiona that are gone, we know positively of three more (Grumpy, Angel, and Jack) are also gone. More than likely, the other three are gone as well.
And that makes Zappa's 15th birthday a pretty big deal. The fact that he's here to celebrate is a miracle. After Chance, Blaze and Fiona died, it was touch and go for a while and we didn't know if he was going to make it or not, but Zappa's still here! We are making the most of each day with him.
So I want to wish a Happy Birthday to Zappa and the miracle he is 15 years later.
Also, Happy Birthday to the Power of Ten litter. They changed our lives forever.