[Desmond]

Grief, like Quiet Man Cometh said, is a very fickle thing. I've had guinea pigs since I was a kid and still have three. I should be used to losing a guinea pig, in fact most of my old friends used to ask me why I cried so much over a rodent that according to them, "Only would live a few months to a year." I would look at them at and ask "Then why do you get upset when a dog dies? How about a cat? Should you not get upset over them because they wont live as long as us?" That did two things: 1) It shut them up REALLY fast. 2) Showed them that ANY creature you love matters. Then I could go on and cry peacefully over the death of my little friends. And I STILL get upset when I think about the only boy I've ever had...and he died almost 2 years ago.

It's really okay to miss them, they were your friends.