When I lost my most prescious baby Sambo, I couldn't eat for days, couldn't sleep either. My hubby (then) would stop on his way home and pick me up my favorite take out, trying to get me to eat.. I didn't perk up until he came home one day with a KITTEN for me.. My (then) hubby was not fond of cats at all so for him to do THAT and with that fuzzy little bundle.. How could I stay so sad?

I think you hubby is expressing his sympathy to you and to let you know he understands your pain.. Bet he is hurting too.

Heck, that was back in about the 70's and I still miss my Sambo.. I think Sambo sent me Samantha (both are blackies).