Last Sunday my 2 year olds fish "Dorothy" died. My husband and I didn't know how or if we should tell her so for almost a week the tank with the dirty water has set empty and just about every day when my husband comes home from work he asks me did she ask about the fish? No that is not until this afternoon. She moves her car (this is what she uses as her step stool) around to the tank and says "I want to feed Dorothy" and then says "I don't see Dorothy where is she"
Well I told her that she got very sick and had to go to Heaven with God. She was a little upset at first and then replied "we will have to go the the Grocery Store and get another Dorothy" Then she wanted to call my husband and tell thim that Dorothy died and went up to Heaven with God.
That went a little better then I expected.