Audrie pops up with Minnie is old. Yes, yes she is. She is almost ten and that is pretty old for a big dog. Audrie then says she doesn't want Minnie to die. Oy. I understand and I tell her that. Then she proceeds to tell me that she doesn't want to die. I understand and I tell her that. I think this will be a conversation for another day. Unfortunately it will probably be much sooner than I ever wanted it to be.
Audrie understands that death means gone. Aunt Betty had a cat who died about six months ago. And Audrie understands Frank is never coming back. So she has already processed that into the future. I'm pretty sure Papa's illness is what is bringing this on. Poor little girl. Wish she didn't have to keep learning about loss. But it seems to be the way of life.
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