Hugs, I know how you feel. When I was 5 years old and he was 5 weeks old I first met my Sooty a Pekingnese terrier cross puppy who became my companion and furry brother for the next 13 years. One of his daily routines was to sit on the front step of the house about 5 minutes before I was due to turn the corner at the bottom of the hill on my way home from school and when I did he would trot down the hill and escort me up it to home . For almost a year after he died I would look up the hill half expecting him to be there and my breath would catch when I didn't see him. That grief at their absence does fade in time, you never forget them but the memories will bring smiles not tears in time. But until they do all any one can do is sympathise and wish you a short grief.