🕊My fur babies

"I'm sorry." They say. "Are you okay?" My babies. My pets. Gone. I'm sorry that you couldn't stay longer. I really wished you could've. All the pain you went through, We weren't able to tell, my little girl. I'm sorry you went through that, it spread through to your lungs. I'm sorry you weren't able to stay. My little boy, I'm sorry we weren't able to protect you from getting bitten. I tried my best feeding you as if you were a little baby in my arms. I tried, and I tried. I'm sorry you couldn't handle the pain. I love you both so so much and I'm sorry to hear you both have gone so soon, a month between one another. I'm really glad that we had eachother.