So, today a bird died backstage while we were in the middle of tech. It was also flying around chirping all morning, but we couldn't find it. And the only crew person on that side of stage, bless her, didn't make a sound until we were on break and she could talk to me in person about not wanting to touch it. I had to throw the little bird (I think it was a sparrow) away in a tampon bag, because that was all there was in the bathroom and I didn't have time to bury it properly. Somewhere Buddha is shaking his head.