It’s a long way to cat heaven

My biggest worry about having to put Turbo to sleep was how it would affect Andrea. It’s very hard to talk about death with a three-year-old.

Yesterday Andrea found the cat angel pin the vet had given us, a little cat with wings, and wanted to wear it for Turbo.

“Turbo is a cat angel now,” I said.

“Yes.”

“She’s in cat heaven.”

Andrea said, in a completely matter-of-fact way: “No, she isn’t.”

“Ehm. Uh. Yes, she is.”

“No she isn’t. She isn’t there yet. She’s flying there.”

“Oh. So cat heaven is far away?”

“Yes. It’s very far. Turbo is flying there. Then she’ll be in cat heaven.”