Things That Make You Wonder

A little background is necessary for this post to make any sense at all.
Background Information:
#1: Back when I was pregnant with Caroline, we got a 6wk old female Sheltie puppy that we named Lily. We got her to breed with our Sheltie, Charlie. However, this breeding was not successful due to Charlie's irritating hair-munching issues (that's a whole other post in itself). We ended up giving Lily away to a sweet family who we know through my brother-in-law, and it worked out great.
#2: We used to have a black cat named Bo. We got him from the Humane Society, and he was my baby. Bo was super laid back, beautiful, and great with the kids and Charlie. About 2 years ago, he accidentally ate a part of a plant that was poisonous to animals, thus leading to kidney failure. He died the morning of his vet appointment (I knew something was wrong and was going to address it, but never got a chance).
#3: Caitlin was torn up by the above 2 stories. She loved Lily to pieces, and was sad to see her go. Bo was as much her baby as he was mine, so she was crushed when he died.
#4: The family that lives across the street and 3 houses down has a 10 year old girl (who happens to have the exact same birthday as Caitlin--only a year older) named Megan, and she and Caitlin have been on-again-off-again friends since we moved in. She's a bit pushy, sometimes rude, and has 2 extremely irritating brothers that like to pick on Caitlin. Megan is not my idea of a great friend, but really Cait has no other choice in the neighborhood.

Ok, with that all out of the way, I can now tell you about what's on my mind.

About 3 months after Bo died and about 5 months after we had to let go of Lily, Caitlin and Megan were playing outside when a stray white kitten came into our yard. Both of the girls were, of course, madly in love with the kitten. Caitlin came in holding it, and begged me up one wall and down the next to let her keep it. After discussing the issue with John, we agreed she could keep the kitten---if and only if she agreed that it was ok to have it as an indoor/outdoor kitten. Agreed. She and Megan went back outside and over to Megan's house to show her parents. SOMEHOW in this trip, Megan took the kitten away and convinced her parents that she had found it and it was hers to keep. Her parents, being the animal lovers that they are, told her SHE could keep the kitten. It was really a big war between the girls, and my sweet, darling, amazing daughter decided that it was best for Megan to keep the kitten than to continue fighting over it. I knew that Cait's heart was broken, but she felt like she did the right thing--I was proud. Ok, the kicker to this story is this: Megan named the kitten LILY. To this day, she still brings Lily over to our house to "play" when she wants Caitlin to come outside. I didn't think the name was very fair, but then again, who am I to tell a 10 year old what to name her pet. I let it slide.
Fast forward to last night. Megan came over and asked Caitlin to play (something she hasn't done in about 2 months) and I let her go. Cait played for about an hour, then had to come in and get ready for bed. I went into her room to tuck her in and found her pouting on her bed with tears in her eyes. After asking her what was wrong, she told me this: Megan had gotten a new puppy, and she named him BO.
Are you kidding me?!?
At this point, I'm very frustrated with this little girl. I mean, after all---how much more could you hurt your friend than to rub yet another new animal in her face and name it after her dead cat whom she cherished and has yet to replace.

I don't know if I'm just being a turkey about it all, but I'm really mad at this little girl. What's truly amazing to me is how, even though Caitlin's heart is broken and she's frustrated, she lets it go. I'm sure that the next time Megan comes over and asks her to play, she will go without hesitation. She shows love and friendship to someone, who in my eyes doesn't deserve a friendship with her.
The whole situation just makes me wonder...