“Perhaps we should look online for advice on how to discuss this with her,” I managed to say through my tears. “There must be experts out there who’ve written guides on what we should tell her.”
“I’m sure there’s plenty of information available,” my partner gently replied, “but online resources can’t convey what we want her to understand. That’s up to us.”
The “her” in our conversation was our three-year-old daughter, Lily. And he was right.
Earlier that day, my partner had taken our 14-year-old cat—Lily’s constant companion—to the veterinarian. While nothing seemed drastically wrong at first glance, we were worried about her decreased appetite, weight loss, and a change in her demeanor.
After a series of tests, we received the devastating news: our beloved cat had multiple cancerous growths in her intestines and fluid surrounding her lungs. A steroid injection would provide some relief, but it was merely a temporary fix, allowing her a few more days at home to say goodbye to her feline siblings, canine friend, and us. (Yes, we named her after a character from a popular show, and over time, her name morphed into various affectionate nicknames.)
How could I determine what I wanted my daughter to understand about death when I was still grappling with my own feelings? I felt a wave of self-reproach.
Though my partner and I didn’t actively practice a religion, he had grown up Catholic, influenced by a mother who taught religious education and a grandmother who attended mass regularly. My upbringing was strikingly different; I could recount my mother’s story about being kicked out of Sunday school for asking about God’s father.
While we celebrated traditional holidays like Christmas and Easter, any religious teachings we received were from our grandparents, who were deeply concerned about the consequences of sin.
It was important to my partner’s family that Lily was baptized, which she was. However, we hadn’t explored much beyond that, and now our cat was nearing the end of her life. This cat, after all, was Lily’s best friend.
There were many days when Lily would come home from preschool, enthusiastically greeting her cat before even saying hello to me. As an infant, our cat would curl up beside her on the floor, purring contentedly. In her toddler years, they would cuddle on the couch, with the cat often dozing on her chest. Nowadays, Lily would dress her up in tiaras and pearls, and our cat would tolerate it with playful grace, unlike our other, less accommodating pets.
We had briefly discussed death a couple of months prior when Lily’s betta fish passed away. She was upset and full of questions about the meaning of “dead.” We explained that the fish could no longer live with us, and after a short while, she seemed to move on, although the topic would still surface in conversations with family.
When my partner returned from the vet, visibly shaken, we sat down with Lily and our cat to share the news. “Sweetheart, Reena isn’t just sick; she has cancer. Vets can help with many things, but cancer is tough to treat. We’re very sorry, and we’re sad, but Reena will pass away. She has a few days left with us, so let’s spend this time giving her extra love and cuddles.”
I could see confusion in her brown eyes, but my own tears distracted me. “Okay. I’m sad about that,” Lily replied. We reassured her that it was alright to feel sad. Then, to my surprise, she went on to be cheerful and well-behaved, showing empathy beyond her years as she tried to lift my spirits.
Later that night, I heard her whisper, “I’m sorry you’re a little dead, Reena Girl. The fairies will come for you soon, okay?” as she hugged her tightly.
After she went to bed, the conversation about seeking guidance online resurfaced. I found myself reflecting on the complexities of grief. There are countless resources available for expectant parents, but few address the heart-wrenching moments when a family pet dies.
Do we need to figure out our beliefs before we can guide our children? I’m not sure. What I do know is how deeply we love our Reena Girl and that she will forever remain a part of our family. We’ll navigate this journey just as we’ve tackled all parenting challenges: with a leap of faith and a prayer, hoping for some guidance. After all, as my grandmother used to say, divine figures often have wisdom to share about raising children.
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In summary, coping with the loss of a family pet is a challenging experience that can provoke a range of emotions, especially when children are involved. It’s essential to approach the topic with honesty and care, allowing children to process their feelings while also navigating our own grief.
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