Good with the bad

So February 2012 our mommy dog Casey had puppies, they were cute, adorable, fuzzy, and we like them all.  We kept the one white male and several others went to close friends, therefore we get to see them often.  T Bone was the name of our lovely little pet.  This morning when we went out to chore he was laying under the camper and didn't get up.  We aren't sure what happened but assuming he got hit by a car.  So we had a conversation about what happened and yes it is sad but it was just an animal and accidents happen.  Tayden is pretty sad and Tucker was sad but not as emotional.
 We were sitting there talking and I told them he probably was bleeding on the inside and just layed down under the camper. 
Tucker says, "His heart was probably broken and bleeding."  I said, "why would his heart be broken".  Tucker replies, " He thinks we are going to move and he is sad we are leaving."  I respond, " Why would he think we are moving?" Tucker says, "because the camper is up here and we are camping at the fair so we are going to be gone and he would be sad".

It seems to amaze me how those little minds work!