Primrose my beautiful maltese shih tzu bichon frise puppy dog
PRIMROSE: My beautiful Maltese Shih Tzu Bichon Frise.
Primrose was given to me as a surprise gift by my youngest Son.
Our gorgeous girl "Tinkerbell" had passed away with Thyroid Carcinoma a few months previous, at only eight years old. With tender loving care she was with us twelve months longer than the Vet had advised us that she would be and pain free, which was a huge bonus. She was the most placid and adorable pup that you could wish for. The whole Family missed her terribly.
Our children lived next door to us, well that is where they slept and their mail was delivered to, At this stage of their lives their cooking skills needed a little more practice, so they had their evening meal with us, that was no problem, I enjoyed it.
One Sunday morning my youngest son came in which was not unusual in the least, what was a little different, he had something stuffed down his jumper and it was moving,he had a huge grin on his face and said Mum I have someone who is anxious to meet you ( they knew that we didn't want another Puppy just yet) but hey who listens to their Mother all the time. They also knew what would happen once I had seen what was tucked down his jumper,there would be no way that they would get this little bundle off me, well they got that right, she would be mine to keep. :)
Out of the top of his jumper came this tiny little head then the rest followed, the tears were rolling down my face she was absolutely beautiful, she had a card attached to a pink collar saying that she was mine. She was cream with champagne markings, a complete fluff ball and oh so beautiful,cute and cuddly.
The next thing was what are you going to name her, when I told them they all said you can't call her that, we are not going to go around calling out PRIMROSE. Well eventually they got used to it. We did call her Primmy sometimes, either way both names suited her.
She was quiet a Lady, liked to have bows in her hair, loved to have a bath and smell nice, slept on our bed, loved all her meals home cooked, she never had tinned food in her life, absolutely loved fruit and veg. She was my beautiful little princess.
She spent hundreds of hours of her life with me in the garden, where ever I was she was right beside me. never wandered away even if the gate was open, she had to see you at all times.
We chose our holiday accommodation. so that she could come with us, when that was not possible she stayed with friends that spoilt her something awful and never seemed to want to give her back, she loved staying with them. I almost had to kidnap my girl back.
She had just turned 12, when one day she wouldn't eat, highly unusual, she absolutely loved her food, so we took her to the Vets, had all types of test done, the end result was Kidney Disease.
The Vet tried dialysis for 3 days and it did not work, she wouldn't eat, wouldn't drink, wouldn't walk, she just wanted to lay in her bed, then after a couple of days she got up and started following me around, looking so sad and trying to tell me:
"Mum its time"
So we made the decision and took her back to the Vets, it was after hours so they waited for us, she went to sleep wrapped in her very special blanket.
Warning to other dog lovers!
Please do not ever feed your puppy Sultanas or Grapes, Primrose loved them.
Had I known that they contribute to Kidney Disease in puppies I would never have given them to her. It was a very hard lesson to learn, and one I will never forget!
She was cremated and now takes pride of place in a beautiful polished box on top of our Crystal Cabinet, surrounded by her favorite toys.
17/6/1997 - 10/7/2009
I talk to her every day. She was my very special beautiful girl: Primrose. :) :)
A Poem for pet lovers!
The Lady Vet and her staff could not have been more caring and understanding in our loss of Primrose and gave us a lovely poem.
I would like to share this poem with anyone who has gone through or is going through the trauma of making the 'last decision' for their beloved pet!
If it should be...............
If it should be that I grow frail and weak,And pain should keep me from my sleep,Then you must do what must be done,For this, the last battle, can't be won.You will be sad, I understand,Don't let the grief then stay your hand,For this day more than all the rest,Your love and friendship stand the test.We've had so many happy years,What is to come can hold no fears.You'd not want me to suffer so;When the time comes, please let me go.Take me where my needs they'll tend,And stay with me, if you can, till the end.Hold me firm and speak to me,Until my eyes no longer see.I know in time, you will see,It is a kindness you do for me.Although my tail its last has waved,From pain and suffering I've been saved.Don't grieve that it should be you,Who must decide this thing to do,We've been so close, we two, these years;Don't let your heart hold any tears.Smile, for we walked together for a little while.
I truly believe that this poem helped me make the right decision for my Primrose, it also made me realize that I had to rule from my head not my heart and to do what was best for her. :)