Thank you to Michelle for sharing the story of Biggie…
Our story begins long before Biggie officially became my family.
I had met him at my friend’s house where he lived. I spent time and bonded with him while I hung out with my friends. Biggie was my buddy. He was always so happy to see me, followed me around and snuggled with me on the couch. If I brought over a boyfriend, Biggie would act jealous; sitting on my lap between me and my man, he’d get agitated if a guy showed any affection towards me while around him. Biggie and I had a special bond with each other.
After a few years, I bought my first home. Almost a year later, my friend approached me and told me that her allergies to Biggie had intensified. She explained that they had gotten so bad that she would break out in hives if he was in the same room with her. She said that she could no longer keep him and couldn’t bear giving him up to a shelter. Since Biggie and I seemed to enjoy each other so much, it seemed to be a perfect fit. So I initially was hesitant. The only pets I had ever had were fish and hamsters. I was still getting settled into my new home and making it mine. I worked all day and lived alone so he would only have me and our time would be limited. I was trying to find every excuse that this would be a bad idea, but they all sounded too pathetic. My friend knew I loved him, he knew I loved him, and he knew he loved me. I finally cracked and said OK but only on a trial basis for a week or two just to see if things would work between us. Well, I think I was the only one that partially agreed with that statement.
So, the next weekend, Biggie was brought to my house with his belongings. It was almost instantaneous that I felt that Biggie was my family and had always been my dog and that he had just been living in someone else’s house. Needless to say, that one week trial never really existed. It has been 5 years since that first day he officially joined my family and I would have it no other way. Biggie was my rock thru many ups and downs over the years and has always loved me unconditionally. I could not imagine my life without him. As the years go by, I can see him getting older and his body starting to fail him slowly. I cherish every day with Biggie and love him unconditionally. Biggie is my boy; always has been and will always be.