Fire displacement

This morning I received a text (yes, A TEXT) from my landlord. It read, "There has been a fire in your apartment. Alice (neighbor) called the fire department. There are a lot of trucks." I had only been at work for an hour. Mortal terror, my animals. My manager raced me there. I am freaking out, they won't tell me anything. After about 15 minutes, I know the answer but I don't want to hear it. My sweet smart older dog Bella ,11.5 and my quirky kitty Riley,8, are gone. You know those Slscreams that people make on TV when cops tell people that there loved ones are dead? They drop to their knees and WAIL, that gutteral primal scream. Yeah, that's what I did, twice. My heart is absolutely SHATTERED into a million pieces. My only fear has always been there being a fire and not being able to get all of my animals out. I talked about it last week. I thought that I knew rock bottom. Things have been pretty bad for me the last few years in all kinds of ways, only getting worse. But this is literal hell.

My other sweet baby Autumn is stable in the ICU at MA Vet, staying overnight. My dogs were/ are my world... I wouldn't be able to go on if I lost all of my babies.

I don't know much about my apartment yet, except that the kitchen is gutted and just about everything there and in the living room is gone. I am staying on my mom's loveseat right now. I have no idea how and when I will be able to find another place. I had already been looking for a new place for about 2 years now. No one wants to rent with dogs, even though they are ESA's. So I am pretty lost and devastated right now and have no idea what the future holds. Right now I can only think of right now. And the grief and uncertainty. Anything that anyone can spare would be much appreciated. I don't like asking for help but this is huge. If you cannot, I totally understand, just kind words on FB have been helping. Thank you for reading.