L.M.
We grew up with alot of animals..including a deer, skunk(deperfumed)and a monkey. These were animals along with out dogs and cats and horses that were very much a part of the family.
We had our monkey for several years and he got sick and we lost him to a virus that he got like the flu.
My parents made us a very big part of burying him in a little wooden box my Dad made just like a little casket, we put in his favorite toys and blanket. These were all our six kids (Us four girls and my two cousins). we all lived on 25 acres up in the hills. We got to plan a ceremony with praying and singing and walking with his little box and dad putting it in the ground. We had flowers and wreaths that we made and Dad had made a cross with his name on it...with "Beloved friend."
I can remember losing a horse and us burying her on the property and doing the same sort of thing.I think it really taught us to accept that we would lose some of our beloved pets.
My Dad and Mom always told us that our pets were very good pets and that God created them and he had a special plan for them. We did not know what it was but a God as loving as Him would look after them if he even knew when a sparrow fell from it's nest.
I really think that they handled it well because I can remember grieving over them but not obcessively...I found comfort in what they had told us and I think by us being involved it gave us closure and a sense of nothing being a secret. It was just part of life. We loved them and gave them the best home they could have.
Later in years I watched my Dad grieve over a couple of dogs that he was very close to and he really missed when they went...so I went out and got him another which he wondered if he could get attached to...but within a few hours he had a smile on his face and it had stolen his heart. I was not replacing his dog...just giving him somewhere to put the love he had for them. Now the new dog is never away from his side and he suffers from emphysema but she is right there with him all the time. She is very young and I planned it that way...he will go before she does. When he does I will try and remember what he taught us about death and know in my heart that a loving God will unite us again.
I say have your little girl be a part of the death cycle...she will handle it...in awhile get her a new kitten to love.But make it a ceremony for her, even if you have aleady buried her...or if you didn't...put a cross up somewhere and let her put flowers there and talk to her and grieve her loss...they do better when they are told the truth. L.