I called in sick to work tonight because I'm very sad about the loss of my pet cockatiel, who died suddenly the other day. She was my favorite and my only real friend, and I'm devastated. I have put her in a ziploc bag and put it in the freezer until I can bury her this weekend. I feel like she was the only one in my life who actually wanted me, the only one who loved me (in the fraternal sense), and now she's gone. She was old and living on borrowed time, but I only adopted her about 5 years ago. She was very sick and she was in my hands when she died, she was hardly able to move so I just held her until she took her last breath. I'm hurting so much with her loss, but tomorrow I'll get back to the grind. I know this feeling of sadness will pass with time.