My parents have two little girls who live next door to them that like to come over and play with my mom (there aren't too many kids thier age in the neighborhood and my parents are lonely empty nesters haha). The girls really liked to play with Bean and take her for walks and stuff.

 

Both girls suffer from anxiety issues, so thier parents decided not to tell them right away (or possibly at all) that Bean died. For now, they think Bean is just very sick and moved in with my grandmother so she wouldn't be alone during the day. The girls are pretty smart and I'm sure will figure it out, but this way they get to deal with it in thier own time.

 

Randomly, one of them brought over a book they had written about Bean for school a few months ago to show my parents just the other day called "My Neighbor's Dog."

 

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