Muddy Day

Today was rainy. Really rainy.

I took Moo to my mom's and dad's before school, as I usually do. This is where we decided to bury Oswald. A couple of thoughts came to her mind, concerning all the rain and our deceased feline.

"I hope Oswald stays warm today. I know he will get muddy."

These comments just make me think and wonder how these thoughts came to be in her mind. How does she understand death and burial? I refrained from explaining anything this time. I figure I'll let her formulate her own ideas for the time being, especially since she was so matter-of-fact when she said these things.