Name: Primrose Age: Deceased, one year old Gender: Female Breed: Great Pyrenees Home: Illinois, USA

 
   It has been over two years since I said goodbye to my beautiful girl Primrose. Hardly a day goes by when I don't think of her. I thought it'd be nice to write this as a little tribute to her. I got Primrose on my 16 birthday. (Forget owning a car, I definitely preferred having a puppy!) She was about 3 months old and came from a large litter. The first day I got her I took tons of pictures. I couldn't believe how cute she was, or that I actually had my own dog! My family owns an older Rottweiler, Sadie, who wasn't too sure about having a sibling, especially one so energetic and annoying! Our barn cat Beatrice  decided she wasn't a fan of the new pup from the beginning. Upon the first meeting she almost scratched Prim in the nose! Luckily Sadie started to warm up to Prim and the two enjoyed playing together out in the yard and would even cuddle on a rare occasion. I can't say Sadie was a fan of having her ears licked though!

     Prim loved being outside, especially in the cooler weather. Some days we would literally spend an hour trying to coax her to come in! She was full of energy almost all the time! Luckily we had a big enough yard for her to burn most of it off. She never quite mastered come, purely because she didn't want us to bring her back inside! She adored snow and would spend her whole day romping and playing in it if she could. (Maybe other GP owners can relate to this, lol) Prim was never the easiest dog to take out for a walk, as she got big and strong quickly and liked to chase cars! (We never let her do that of course) When we did go out on walks, she enjoyed playing in the creek behind my house, especially on hot days to help cool off. Taking long walks with Prim always made a rough day better.  

     Prim loved everyone she met, and everyone loved her. She would always try to get you to engage in a game of chase or tug of war. When her energy was lower, you could expect her to plop down in your lap and try to cuddle.  Digging was another past time that she enjoyed, although my parents definitely weren't fans of that one. We stopped giving her bones cause they would always go missing. We soon realized why!  

     February 29th, now over two years ago, was the last day I saw my Primrose. I was getting ready to take her for a walk and of course she was very excited about this. As I was walking up to clip her leash on, she started having a seizure and fell to the ground. As I watched it happen I quickly came to the horrifying realization that she was dying, and there would be nothing anyone could do to save her. Within about a 2 minute time span, she was gone. To this day, we are unsure what happened. The vets believed that she could have been born with a weak heart and that her heart could have stopped. She had always seemed so healthy and strong, I was devastated. Having Sadie has helped me to move on, but rarely does a day go by without me thinking of my Prim. Above the window in my room I have a row of photographs of her as a reminder of what a wonderful dog she was. I am grateful I got to the opportunity to be her person, even if it was just for a short while.  

     In loving memory of Primose

 

Hugs,