Say what you will, my pit bull is my hero

the following is crosposted from the Letters to editors section of an american newspaper. Link below to prove it is true. Thought its worth posting. I sadly know someone who also lost a child late on in pregnancy and know how much it effects people. Yet this person still felt strongly enough to write in defence of her dog.


Say what you will, my pit bull is my hero.

Posted: Dec. 14, 2009 2:14 p.m.
POSTED Dec. 15, 2009 4:55 a.m.

My life took a terrifying turn Nov. 28.

My husband and I had just returned home from visiting family for the Thanksgiving holiday. I was seven months pregnant, feeling tired and wanted to rest when we got home. I had begun to have swelling in my legs and feet and felt as if I sat with my feet up it would get better.

My husband and I had been invited to a friend’s birthday party that night. I decided to stay home but I wanted my husband to go.

He left around 5 p.m. I fell asleep on our couch with my feet up on the coffee table.

I was nudged awake by my dog, Diesel, who had curled up next to me and was looking at me. I needed to use the restroom, as pregnant women often need to. I had difficulty getting up from the couch and realized I was severely disoriented and I didn’t feel well at all.

I used the restroom and realized that there was a problem. I called my husband and told him to come home immediately. He called Henry Mayo Newhall Memorial Hospital, called 911 and explained my symptoms and that I was seven months pregnant.

The paramedics arrived and took my blood pressure. It was then that everyone became aware that I had severe toxemia. My blood pressure was dangerously high. I was rushed to the hospital and was treated for my condition. We lost our precious baby girl Jessica Marie due to the toxemia that overtook my body. I was close to death as well.

I owe my life to the incredible doctors and nurses in the labor and delivery unit at Newhall Memorial.

Most of all, I owe my life to my dog Diesel. If he had not nudged me awake, I would have continued to sleep. Had I kept sleeping,

I would have had a stroke, a heart attack or worse.
Diesel is a pit bull we adopted from the SPCA in Bakersfield. He was six weeks old when we brought him home. He’s now 2 years old and is the sweetest dog ever.

I know most people don’t like pit bulls; they only hear and remember the stories about them that are negative.

My dog is the best and is cuddled up with me as I write this.

He attacks our family with kisses on a daily basis. He is my hero.

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