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!
 
	 
 
 
 
   
 
   
