This has taken me a few days to write out….

My husband and I adopted two sweet chihuahuas after finding out we couldn’t have babies. We thought they would be just good companions for us to care for but they grabbed our hearts annd became our babies.

We want to have a nice setup (for gravesite) in memory of our two sweet babies, who my husband and I adored almost as much as each other. 

These sweet chihuahuas, who loved everyone especially children, got us through some difficult times in the 4 years that we had them; loss of parents and other family, grief, husband’s heart attack, news of my infertility, my recently diagnosed illness and bed ridden weeks.. 

It’s been one thing after another for us. Medical bills have temporarily broken us. So we need help and we pray that God will guide us Or others to provide it. We have vowed to pass the kindness forward by helping someone in need when we get caught up in life. Should be within next 6 months, now that I can work again.

 The Last Moments With Our Furbabies:

Weeks after I started to get correct medical help and  feeling good enough, we took a vacation (camping) with the dogs. The first and only vacation they ever got with us. They had so much fun. We all ate hotdogs by a fire, got to enjoy bbq from campground grill, ice cream in the car, children petted them and played fetch at the playground by the dog park, in late evenings the pups ran the beach until wore out, they got to go hiking , fishing and swimming with us. On our way home, the last 20 minutes of the trip, we took a back road and drove slowly so they could stick heads out of the window and sniff the farm air,  that is the photo on the cover of fundraiser. one of their last moments on earth. 

They went to their beds in the back seat and gradually fell asleep as we drove the last 10 miles home.

when we got home from the trip, we started unloading the suv while the fur babies slept in back seat. 
Some time while we were taking luggage into home, our babies woke up and snuck out of the suv via the open lift gate and almost instantly got hit by a vehicle. They passed away immediately.

My husband and  his dad wrapped the dogs in their blankets and placed them in the dog bed the snuggled in. We took some hours to grieve before they built a wooden box to put the babies in. They lay to rest inside blankets they had since 11 weeks old, we wrote letters and put the papers in ziploc bag, collected a toy for each. then placed all contents into wooden box and closed the lid. We buried them recently and built a small fence around the area.

my husband made a  cross out of leftover plastic pipes we had and wrapped footwear around it.

We are devastated, absolutely  heartbroken and life will not be the same for a long time. Our babies were so happy, full of life, friendly; one was goofy and loved to entertain, while the other was super cuddly and loving.

We will always remember them and I will always be so grateful for  every day they laid on or next to me, gave me kisses, showed concern while I felt fatigued and ill. I love and miss you, babies, forever and always ❤️❤️❤️