All good things must come to an end.
My friend wrote some beautiful thoughts on Riggs.
There are few times in life when we have the opportunity to personally know a legend and when you have that honor it’s always memorable. Some are legends because of skill, some because of how they make you feel and some because of how they live life. Riggs was all of that and more.
His talent was evident from the moment he left the post until the last ewe walked into the pen. Strong, athletic and powerful, he covered ground quickly and easily. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t move. Yet he was sensitive and knew when a mere tilt of his head was all that was needed to convince a wayward ewe. He was a master of communication.
It would take all night to list all of Riggs’ accomplishments, all of the trials he’s won. Yet his most important legacy is one you’ll never read in a book or see framed on a wall. His greatest legacy is in showing us how it could be. How it should be. I doubt anyone knows how many times he and Patrick walked to the post. But every time, each and every time, they did it together. They were partners. Each bringing their all, their best for each other. Together they showed us what it means to trust your dog and to have your dog’s trust. Sometimes Patrick’s command was nothing more than Riggs’ name – but that was enough for Riggs. He instantly knew what was expected and always, always, gave his all. Their connection, their bond, was palpable and unmistakable. It wasn’t something you saw—it was something you felt. You could tell this wasn’t just any team. You could feel the magic. Together they gave us something to strive for– not the fame or the winning for those are fleeting—but the partnership. The we’re-in-this-together feeling. The mutual respect and love. Those are the things Riggs taught us. Those are his legacy.
Off the field Riggs was a kind, dignified, well-mannered gentleman. He was silly and funny and welcoming. He was a chore dog and a running
Skye the cat educates Abby's pup
Abby's pups are getting big
Redtop Pip
Red Top Pip goes through his paces in learning some agility at 13 weeks. Pip belongs to Rick and Beth Kent of Washington
