Sam and I were watching a slide show of random old photos on my computer. A picture of Geddy, my cat who died before she was born, came up on the screen. Sam knows all about death.
Sam: IS THAT GEDDY?
Sam: AND HE DIED.
Sam: AND YOU MISS HIM?
Sam: AND YOU WISH HE WOULD COME BACK?
Me: No. I don't bother wishing he would come back because I know he never can, so I just think about all the happy times with him and how much I loved him.
She actually paused and thought about that for a moment.