Che learned that Archie, one of the foster puppies we've helped care for, died.
This is the third death she's dealt with since we began fostering puppies seven months ago.
Raven, the first, devastated Che. Touching the stiff deceased body, she asked Sarah, "Is Dad going to be like this?"
The screensaver on Che's phone is a picture of Raven, Che still talks about her now.
The second was Terra who was euthanized after giving birth to eight puppies, before succumbing to heart worms. Che was there as it was happening and FaceTimed me, sobbing and only saying, "Daddy," repeatedly before she has to hang up.
Afterwards, Che's thrown herself into caring for Terra's puppies.
Che was playing with a friend when Sarah told her about Archie, one of Terra's liter. The room grows silent and still and quiet tears run down Che's cheeks.
That's all.
Quiet tears.
Her friend immediately hugs Che and, after a few minutes, they're able to resume playing and be kids having a good time.
Such is life.
"For life and death are one," says Kalil Gibran, "even as the river and sea are one."
Che's learning that.
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