My husband asked me the other day if the kids knew Callie was gone. To be honest, I haven’t brought it up. If this had been our first lost pet this year things might have been different, but after three confirmed deaths in a 7 month period, I think they need a bit of a break.
Yesterday, someone asked my daughter how many pets we had. “Two cats, and one dog,” she said. My husband and I looked at each other. “The black cat is Apollo, and the gray one with black stripes is Callie, and our dog is Brody.”
“Are you going to tell her?” he whispered out of the corner of his mouth.
“No,” I hissed back. “You can do it.”
I get the need to be upfront with little kids, and to be honest and to the point, but I still think that is a little more reality than a 5 year old needs. I think I am going to wait until she notices on her own that she hasn’t actually seen the cat in weeks, and we can talk about it then. Until that time I’d really rather not interrupt her brief moment of normalcy to bring more death and uncertainty to her life.
I have no idea whether or not this is the right thing to do, but sometimes you just have to go with your gut instincts. That being said, I am open to your thoughts on the subject.