Be Open and Honest About A Pet’s Death
Having four children, ages 8, 10, 12 and 14, I wanted to make sure that I handled the death of this pet with the dignity and respect that tangerine deserved. Along with giving each child the opportunity to grieve in their own way.
He died at 10 o’clock in the evening. I shut the door to my room, and I cleaned up Tangerine. To make a casket I placed him in a white banker’s filing box on a nice towel almost as if I was preparing him for a wake/viewing. When, in fact, that was what I was planning. I was covering half his body, only showing his shoulders, arm and his head with his eyes closed. I brushed his mane orange and white fur coat. Tangerine looked beautiful, majestic, and at rest in peace.
In my Mental Health Humor Cartoon, I tackle psychological disorders of depression and fear of balloons in older adults. First here are the facts: