This afternoon, while my grandchildren played with other children in their front yard, a friend's dog ran out into the street and was struck by a car and killed. There were screams and tears from the children and adults alike and I just can't shake the sick-in-my-stomach feeling I've had ever since. It can happen so fast.
Last month, my daughter's cat died. My granddaughter, Laura, loved Congo. And she loved Rue, the little dog that died today.
It's made me think about how kids handle the death of a pet.
If your little ones are facing this issue, here are some excellent articles to help them get through it.
And, if you don't mind, give them a hug from Green Grandma.