Biggie overcame that event. But, in May of 2005 he began to get sick
again. His poor body - he was about 13 in cat years - was worn out. He
just couldn't go on. Every day our mother and brother went to see him.
The girls, Sugar and Tiger, now part of our family for a year, were very
upset. They liked looking at Biggie through the screen door of our
house. The girls live in another part of the house, which is separated by a screen
door. The girls are just too crazy acting for me. They run and jump and
meow all the time. I am nervous. I will get used to them eventually, but
really...they need to settle down!