My 8 year old lovebird died a few days ago.

His name was sherbet but the nicknames include: chicken, rodent, animal, (the) bird, birdhead, mango, weirdo… And because of that, now everything reminds me of her

I held his body in my hand cried for hours. We went to gradma’s yard with my brother to burry him, I broke down crying while digging so my little brother finished it for me.

Our home is just too silent without him, I miss him so much