Rigby..Rigatony..Rigaronee..Riggs..My heart..My soul..My Gift

I want to give a whole post to Rigby because he has turned out to be more then just your average puppy. My last post explained how he looked at me and I felt it. I did and it was the oddest thing ever. Rigby was sick as I mentioned and Sarah and I nursed him back to health. Today he is a wild man full of endless energy and sheer happiness and not a day goes by where he does not make me laugh so hard my stomach hurts. He is also not a boxer cross like we though but a pit bull cross something I never wanted to adopt but now that I have one I realize what an amazing breed of dog they are and if I had the money I would adopt more Pit Bulls because the bad wrap they get is bullshit! Responsible pet owners make wonderful pets!

Aug 11, 2010 the day before my last TC seizure Rigby was the biggest pain in the ass puppy ever! What the hell is wrong with you Riggs? Why wont you leave me alone and if you get any closer to me I am going to fall over you! I did notice he was a Velcro puppy that day but did not at all take clue to it. This went on all day long.


Aug 12 as I was saying in my earlier post I was cleaning my car. I was vacuuming it and Rigby was trying to get in and get between me and the steering wheel. He does not like the vacuum and I was confused as to why he was doing this and I was trying to push him away but he was NOT MOVING so I was doing my best to vacuum and deal with a puppy at the same time when that feeling of sickness and tingling came over me. You know what happened next.

Aug 13, my daughter Nealy said to me that Rigby was on the sofa licking my face the whole time I was seizing. She said that he never put his paws on my body but stood by my side and just licked my face until I came to.

Rigby is a rumbustious puppy, he is all paws and its been hard breaking him of jumping on you and using his feet to get your attention so to hear he never put his feet on me shocked me!

A few days later I was telling my friend Wendy this. She has a puppy and also has seizures and said maybe Rigby knew ahead of time you were going to have a seizure. Do yourself a favor and repeat that day. Go outside and vacuum your car and see what Rigby does?

Off I go, I put the car in the same spot, Have the dogs outside, start vacuuming my car just as I was before and NOTHING! Rigby could care less. In fact I called him over and he didn't want to come to close because he does not like the vacuum. Wow wow WOW was all I was thinking at that point.

After this seizure Rigby was allowed on the bed with me that day. He never comes upstairs but he did that day when I came home from the hospital and layed with me. Not the whole time but I think long enough for him to know I was ok. Gary who until that day never liked Rigby and told me that from this day forward he would forever have a special place in his heart for my little guy. I cried. But this time it was not pulling the BIG GUNS it was because I could not believe how special I was to have such a wonderful husband who knew how much my beloved mutt meant to me. No Rigby was not some beautiful graceful Newfoundland, he did not have a pedigree and parents who came from Canada, He did not have his tail because someone though it would be cool to cut it off when he was a tiny puppy only to throw him to the side of the road because they decided they didn't want him anymore. He was not even that cute anymore. But in the eyes of my husband and the eyes of the woman who just had the worst seizure of her life Rigby was the most beautiful thing in the world. The puppy who Sarah and I saved 9 months ago was now saving me and he was beautiful!