In 2002, Biggie began to get very sick. He was throwing up and very
sick. Eventually, he had surgery and my human mother would come home
crying every time she had to leave him at the vet hospital. He had lost
so much weight and our mother didn't know what would happen. She
brought Biggie home. Biggie got inside the door and went over to his litter pan, then he
went over to eat, and then he came in to let me know he was home. He
smelled like VET! I was sort of afraid of him at first. But, after a
while, he smelled like "home."