Who says you have to be big to be brave? Certainly not Zeus!

Born on a naval base in southern Spain, Zeus was a tiny Maltipoo with apricot and white fur, chocolate-colored eyes, and enough personality to fill an entire house. Originally named Paco, he was adopted by Marissa for just twenty dollars. Little did she know how much excitement this little bundle of fur would bring into her life.

Zeus loved his toys, especially an old blue tennis shoe and squeaky hamburgers and hot dogs. Unfortunately for the toys, he had a habit of chewing out their squeakers before destroying the rest!

Treats were another weakness. Offer him a “Dog Yummie,” and he would happily sit, stand, jump, turn around, or even walk on his hind legs.

But Zeus was more than a playful companion. He was fearless. During beach outings with Marissa, he would bark so fiercely at approaching dogs that even German Shepherds sometimes backed away.

In Zeus, King of the Maltipoos, Margaret Wade introduces readers to a remarkable little dog whose amusing habits and larger-than-life attitude make every memory worth sharing.

After all, the smallest dogs sometimes leave the biggest impressions.