This is Sonic. We cared for you, you cared for us.

He kept running from her bedroom and running back to the other side of the house; which is where the fire originated. But we didn't know at that time. He kept making very bizarre sounds that she never heard before; mourning almost. And she thought something's not right.

It went from very little smoke to inferno very, very quickly.

I walked over to two firemen kneeling on the front porch, and I heard this awful noise. And it was Sonic. He'd been in the house for almost two hours in the fire and flames and deluge of water.