Like nothing it's been 2 months since my little angels, my precious furbabies parted. I think of them everyday. I miss and love them them so much, but I have accepted the fact that they are at rainbow bridge waiting for me. I am afraid of having another furbaby because this lingering pain is just too much for my heart. I know it sounds silly but every morning before I leave for work I kiss their urns goodbye, and pet them when I come back. I talk to them as if they were their wagging their tails and barking ecstatically at me on my bed like they used to before. Te amo mi Oso y Snoopy. This hurts so much. I miss you guys so much but I know you are along side
"Tammy", (their mom) by the Rainbow Bridge waiting for me.