When I lost ginea pig my heart broke down. I didn't go to work for 7 days. I took advantige of the situation and while I was crying, I encounterd feelings about myself and my youth. I felt much better afterwords and didn't find any other better way to deal with loss other then crying. I still have his hair and one nail in a small box. If Blueduck is right he is still with me when I open his box where I kept his salad. So athena1, keep crying then one day you will stop and calm down, but you will remember. And that is right and good for your soul.