I lost a beloved pet last fall and I still mourn for him every day. I try to hide it but my little girl knows I am sad and she knows why. Every one else tells me I should just get over it, that it was just an animal, but she understands. She hugs me and says, "I still miss him too, mommy. It's OK for us to be sad sometimes about it. Other people just don't know because he didn't love them the way he loved us." I feel guilty that she still has to see me be sad about it, but she makes me so proud when she comforts me. I'm so pleased that she has so much compassion.