Cats are like that. We die and Maple acts like we just went away on vacation. He's mad, but I don't think he really gets it.

[She doesn't know if that makes it better or worse. On the one hand: it's nice to know that Maple doesn't have to deal with the psychological reality of his mom dying over and over. On the other hand, she feels bad sometimes because Maple clearly knows she's upset? But she doesn't think he really gets why and why his normal cheer-up tactics don't work.]