Dear Weeb,
One of our neighbors, a lady you and I both really liked, passed away. Her name was Dorothy and she gave you the wooden rocking chair that's in your room.
It has been very difficult explaining death to you. You're only 3. You're sad, but seem to sort of understand that she's not coming back.
It absolutely breaks my heart to see you sad and trying to understand such a grown up concept. You're a sensitive kid.
This will be ultimately good though. You need to know about some of the sad stuff in life and it helps us remind you that Hobbit is a very old cat and at some point soon, she may pass away, too.
(Added in 2010 - you still talk about her, almost 2 years later.)
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