Requiem for a sparrow

Once upon a time I owned a tiny little sparrow skull.
It wasn't pristine, the top layer of the beak mostly chipped off, but it was decent enough.
I took some nice photos of it, perched atop a copper plate. Then the evil copper plate shifted and fell. The tiny little skull survived the fall unharmed until the copper plate, which had fallen on it's side, toppled over on top of the skull, reducing it to dust. Much to my horror :(