Princess was the happiest dog. A golden retriever. My sister and I got her as a Christmas present for Christmas 1998. She loved everyone. You could be a burglar and she would come up to you so you could pet her.

She 'married' Murphy when she was 2 and had 11 puppies.We kept one.

Whenever she was sick, she never showed she was in pain.

She was such a cuddler. All you had to do was sit down and she would put her head on your lap to pet.

She was a big fluffy golden-white dog. She was so soft to pet.

She never bit anyone or mean barked or growled, EVER!

She would follow my mother around everywhere and would snuggle with my mother when she would sleep early in the night. Then she would snuggle in bed with me late at night.



We found out Princess had cancer on November 5th, 2007 and were told she didn't have much more time to live. We never knew she would decline so fast. We noticed her starting to suffer about 3 days later and found out her cancer balls were leaking blood. We took her in to be put to sleep on November 8th, 2007. The vet confirmed that if we hadn't taken her in, she would only have a few days left at most. And if she died at home, she would be in great pain. So we knew we were making the right decision. We made her last day great. She was so happy. 

We went into the vet at 7:30 pm. We all laid on the floor with Princess (she loved laying down) and she was so happy that we were all laying down together. She rested her head in my mother's lap while I patted the back of her.

Before the vet gave her the shot, she licked my mother's hand.

The shot went in and she quickly slumped down. A few moments later the vet checked her heartbeat. She said "She's gone". I never cried as hard and as long in my life than I did that day. I stayed for a while, petting her body and crying.

She had a little spike of hair on the top of her head that we all used to love and joke about and a big puffy curly 'lions mane' as we called. I peted her mane and her spike one last time. Then I knew I had to leave her.

That is the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life.



I will always remeber Princess. My little Christmas dog. The dog that I have grown up with. The dog who was always there when mankind seemed to betray me and the world was out to get me. She was there, loyal and happy to see me.



Princess, you were the greatest dog in the world. It's not fair you left us. But I know one day we will all see you heaven. Keeping our beds warm. I love you, Princess.