It’s really, really difficult to talk to a young child about the death of a pet. They are part of our everyday life, they’re a part of our daily routine. Our pets are there when we come home, when we go to bed and it’s sometimes the first brush of death that a child experiences sadly. Our son was 2.5-years-old when we had a house fire and our dog died of smoke inhalation. And we had to have that conversation with him. We got down on his level and we were crying. And we said, “It’s okay to be sad, Gwennie died protecting our home. And we can’t touch her anymore, and we can’t play with her, but we can look at videos and we can look at pictures and we can laugh about all the funny stories that we shared.” And although he doesn’t understand permanence – he’s only 2.5-years-old, he does understand that she’s not with us anymore. And I think as he gets older and does understand more, it’ll be an ongoing dialogue, which is important.