Zander took his last run across the Rainbow Bridge yesterday. I know it has been a shock to all. Despite all of his behavioral and health concerns, I think everyone - me and BeAu included - thought he would live forever. Because he was Zander. And that is what Zaner-Waners do. They live. They live a lot. From screaming indignities to running around like a maniac and conning everyone into doing his bidding, he never did anything less than live. He went happy, and he was ready when he went. He bribed the entire staff out of their lunches and was loved on for hours. I brought McDonalds, and this time it was just for him. And although this has been the most heart-breaking decision I have ever made, I knew it was the right one when I felt him breathe his last breath and his heart stopped. He was finally free from everything in this world that left him caged. Run free, Zane. You can run all you want now, big boy. You were just weeks from your 10th birthday, but I guess double digits and senior life just wasn't for you.