R.I.P. Burg.

Prayers for my late friend/pet/brother, Burg, and for my family too, if you would. Everyone is having a hard time dealing with this loss, especially my mom. Our dog Burg passed away this morning at 4:20, in the bed with me and Mom. We were trying to comfort him and be there for him to make it easier. He had been ailing for a while, but slipped away so suddenly. He has shed more than half of his body weight in the past six months, for unknown reasons. For the past few months, he has also been growing weak. Two days ago, I was still feeding him fruit loops, his favorites, and he was running around (albeit slower than in the past,) and playing with us. But yesterday, he wouldn't touch the fruit loops, let along regular food and water. Wouldn't walk. Wouldn't acknowledge hardly anyone. Wouldn't stand up to pee or anything. Threw up on his paws and did nothing about it. We were about to lay down with him and try to get him to go to sleep. He was whining real bad and kept trying to move, but couldn't. We told him it'd be okay if he went to Heaven, cos we'll see him there one day. Then he was gone. I'm not gonna lie, I'm bawling my eyes out right now. Can't help it. He was my Bubba, and now he's gone.
Burg, we all love you and miss you. I remember when Mom and Dad brought you home when I was in the 5th grade. So tiny you could fit in a coat pocket. You would eat anything presented to you- except for broccoli and a few equally gross things. I was always your sucker for table scraps, and you knew it. You always loved to cuddle, and would snore loud enough to wake up everyone in the room. I remember when you used to pull tissues and napkins out of Nonnie's pocket while she was sleeping, and eat them. And you used to eat the heads off of my army guys. You always answered when we would call you, even if we called you "Hooker," "Grub," "Christmas Tree" and dumb stuff like that. And you acted like a cat sometimes- I guess because you were raised by cats.
Burg, I'll never forget you. You were more than a dog or a pet. You were family. You were my brother. Rest In Peace, Burg.
October 23, 2003- July 11, 2013.



Waiting on Dad to get up. I already dug him a nice little grave under the anniversary tree, just waiting on Dad to hold our little family service. He just got home from the paper route, (I stayed home with Burg) and is about to go to work.

 

Damn I hate to see these posts, sorry for your loss.

 

dam that sucks......

 

RIP Burg. Prayers for you and your family.

 

Thanks guys. I guess he's in a better place now. We are about to go outside for his funeral because Dad is up.

 

RIP Burg. My prayers and thoughts are with your family. I'm definitely going to need a padded room when something happens to my dog. I recently read a post that said dogs are the only thing in this world that loves us more than they love themselves. I truly believe this.

 

I am very sorry for your loss - it is painful for me to read these because I know I will be in your shoes one day with my little buddy. It sounds like he had lived the life of a king with you and your family and I believe that is all a dog could ever ask for: love and a family.

 

RIP Burg. Last year my wife and I had to put down our 5 year old dachshund because she had a stroke in her spinal cord from a back injury. She was our child since we couldn't have any at the time. It took us almost 2 hours to make that decision, since from the chest up, she was fine. We were bawling our eyes out. So I completely understand. The silver lining in our situation is that we found out about our son that same day. Best wishes to you and your family. In time the hurt will go away, but you'll always have great memories.

 

Sorry for your loss.

 

As do I. He loved everyone, especially if you pet him or gave him food, known as "crunch-crunches." Especially fruit loops. Every time I would walk through that door, he'd bark until he knew it was me, and then he'd waddle right up to me to get some lovin. If he was stuck on the couch, he'd cry until I came and got him, wagging his tail so much I thought he'd fly off.

He did live like a king- slept in our beds, ate what we ate (and cat food, when he wanted it) and he was always pampered and babied, especially by Mom. She's taking it very hard. Everyone is- I never see my dad cry, but he was. He couldn't talk when it came to say something around the grave as we put him in.

Sucks about your dog, but that's crazy that you found out about your kid the same day! Always will cherish memories with Burg. He was hilarious, and always loving. One time he peed on my Nonnie's leg by accident. She just laughed and said that he must like her, cos he claimed her as his territory. He always loved to cuddle. And he snored loud as hell. Silver lining I reckon is that he's not hurting any more.
Again, thanks, guys. Yall are better than a support group or a shrink.

 

It's so wrong... Burg is outside in the ground while it's raining, getting all wet... so alone... I feel so bad. He didn't deserve to die.

I know that there's no point in thinking like this, but the thought struck me, and I feel so guilty, sitting here inside while he's getting rained on.

 

RIP Burg, it's rough to lose a life-long companion/friend.

My feelings go out to you and your fam. Rest assured, he's up in doggy heaven eating Fruit Loops and tissues and chasing some sweet young tail.

 

Burg doesn't mind the rain but it would bother him if he knew it was bothering you. Thank the almighty for such a good friend and promise Burg in time you will rescue another little soul to honor him and keep him remembered. RIP little Burg and one day your brother will pick you up at the rainbow bridge. It won't be that long!!!

 

Sorry to hear about your loss, man. Sounds like he was definitely well loved, and gave it back to your family right up until the end.

Even though he is no longer able to eat Fruit Loops and hang out on the bed with you, he's still in your life and can continue to be. Presence in your mind or heart doesn't end with life.

Just a FYI, ever since I found TW I've always been impressed by your attitude and the way you talk about things, and your apparent close relationship to your family. You have a pretty solid reverence for things, which is an honor to Burg that he won't be forgotten and forever will be missed.

So, take solace in your family and know that while you were fortunate to have your time with Burg, he was also fortunate to have his with you. Lean on each other and never forget.

 

Sh*t... I just realized that he never even got to chase tail... I hope he can get some up there.

We rescued a kitten the day before Burg died... he was going to be put down. It's not a dog, but it's a life... I just think it's weird though... we rescue the kitten and the next day Burg passes... I think he wound approve of the kitten, though. His name is Rasputin. (My sister named him.)

 

We supposedly rescued him, but I think it was the other way around.
I'll never forget him. He was a part of my family, and as you have correctly gathered, family is what's most important to me.

 

Losing a buddy like this is always so hard---R.I.P. little guy!

 

God, this tears me up too. I love my dogs and know the pain all to well when you lose a "once in a lifetime bud". One day Fenwick you will find another little one to love, not now but when the time is right. Burg would want that. You were there for him until the very end. When I lost my girl I was brought to my knees, a good friend told me "our hearts hold them long after our arms are empty". This is true. HUGS