Our beloved fish of 2 years died yesterday. During the day, I saw all the signs that the end was near. All I kept thinking about was Tiki's reaction. Us mom's KNOW...anytime a pet is involved...YOU, not the kids, not the husband...YOU take CARE OF IT!! So I begged, prayed, that "Coco" would pull through. Every morning I would talk to him (as though I was talking to a 2 yr old..with that same high pitch goo-goo, gaa-gaa talk) and he would wag sooo happily towards me as though he understood EXACTLY what I just said...Well, IRONICALLY, Tiki wants to "feed" Coco TONIGHT!! Never asks before (maybe this is a beginning to her woman's intuition)so I had the task of telling her that Coco doesn't...um.....well, hmmm...HE REALLY ISN'T HUNGRY!
The tears flow like the good ole Mississippi River!!!! NOW she looooves Coco, and misses him...( I wanted to partly LAUGH...you pass him everyDAY without any acknowledgement, and...well it was all too cute...drama and ALL)
Death. How to talk about to your 5 year old? Just jump in I thought. I positively announced that NOW he is in HEAVEN with all our dear friends, her grandparents...it ALL GOOD!! She said she wants to PRAY. She leads...(through major tears of course) "Dear God, please help Coco!! and let him be Uncle Kevyns pet now ( as her thought switches now to Uncle Kevyn...she cries uncontrollably!) ..." oh GOD, let Uncle Kevyn come back , cuz I REALLY NEED HIM RIGHT NOW"!!! I don't know whether to laugh or CRY.. now she's looking sooo sad!!! we both cry now for Coco and Uncle Kevyn.......this is never a easy talk..
