On Sameera, I am so sorry for the loss of Zahzu. Cry, cry loud and long until there are no more tears left. Remember all the love and happiness you and Zahzu shared, all the good and sad times. Then fold all those memoirs into that special place they have in your heart. Know that Zahzu is safe and warm there, snug and cozy in the warm of your love, there to bring out with fond memoirs. Know that when the warmth of the wind touches your sweet face, as if being moved by the flap of heavenly wings, an old friend has just come by to say hi. God bless Zahzu and those who love her.