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Pickles Has Passed

A sad event occurred last week, and due to my busy schedule, I have not had the opportunity to write about it until now. I know that there are worse things happening these days like people losing their jobs and the threat of nuclear holocaust from Iran and North Korea, but I have to acknowledge my little buddy going to the other side.
I had an extremely busy day Thursday of last week. I had only a moment to slip inside my house to grab lunch. Much to my surprise Pickles was not chirping as he normally does when I open the door. I found him laid out in his cage laboriously breathing. He was nearing the death rattle, a sure sign he was near the end.
I had no choice but to go back to work.
Sure enough, when I returned home that night, he was gone. His furry little body lie stiff on his wood chips.
I buried him in a shoebox with his food bowl, a chew toy, and these two jingle balls he liked. I said a couple of words, mainly apologizing for being a bad owner, a prayer, and covered him up.
See, I had originally bought him during a time of extreme loneliness and depression. He was quite the cure for company and just an extra dose of energy in the house.
I had actually used Pickles as a metaphoric guinea pig for trying to build relationships after my last one had crashed.
I think he actually improved my ability.
Thank you, Pickles.
You helped me through a time when I really needed you.
I am much stronger now and think I can face things on my own.