No great story for the name here, as named by the great folks at the Humane Society, or by his previous owners.

I found Zeph at 11 months and he has turned out to be a great dog, though definitely a bit wild at times.

The name is from the greek for wind. I forget which direction, but it was considered a good omen.

This picture is from the opening of the Narrows Bridge. I claim that he was the first dog to cross the bridge, but it may well be that a K9 pup made the crossing first in a cruiser.