Collie/German Shepherd
Picture of Burgoo, a male Collie/German Shepherd

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Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Burgoo

Bear, Gooby Bear, Boo Boo, Gooby, Baby Boy, Mommys boy

Quick Bio:

behind scratches, ear scratches, lots of attention, terrorizing the mailman, riding in the car

the neighbors dog

Favorite Toy:
his "man" plush toy, his tuggy

Favorite Food:
Won Ton Soup

Favorite Walk:
to the creek or anywhere Dad would take him

Best Tricks:
pretending NOT to be a human

Arrival Story:
We were at the Burgoo Festival in Utica IL. This fair celebrates a stew which actually originates in Kentucky. It is rather like stone soup, made up of any old thing....in the case of Utica it is pork, beef, chicken, potato, corn, and other veggies cooked up in 55 gallon drums and served to thousands of folks over a weekend. They have a craft fair and flea market as part of the festival. We already had a dog at the time, an aging Afghan/Saluki dying of intestinal cancer. Our daughter came to us with a teeny bundle of black and tan fluff saying, "Mom, Dad, can I keep him? The girl says if she brings him home her Daddy will drown him!" He was the runt, the last of a litter whose mates had all sold that day. We couldn't let the poor thing die, and gee, one look in those adorable eyes and you were hooked! He sat perched in one hand, so tiny was he! I said, sure, we would keep him, popped him into the pocket of my sweatshirt and off we went for home. We tried alot of names out on him but Burgoo stuck the best, not just because of the festival, but because, like the stew, he was obviously made up of all sorts of leftovers. Our vet called him a travelling salesdog! He was so tiny and so young, he couldn't even bark yet! We actually had to teach him how!

Our baby went full cycle. At 11-1/2 years old he overheated and almost suffocated due to laryngeal paralysis. We had emergency surgery done to save his life and Burgoo lost his bark. He never let it get him down. He learned how to utter a soft "woof" and jump up and down on his front legs like springs so everyone would know he was still the "big dog". Tragically a year later I chose to leave him in a kennel for the first time in his life while on a business trip for 4 days. On the 3rd day we received the call every parent dreads. My baby was dead. My forever friend, my heart, my soul, has gone on to the Bridge and will be mourned until the day that I join him.

The Groups I'm In:
Dogster's Angels

I've Been On Dogster Since:
September 10th 2004 More than 12 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
Pee WeeZanaValentine-
s Val

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We Miss Our Darling Boy Burgoo

We Visited You Today Baby

July 4th 2007 9:03 pm
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Hello Baby Boo! We visited you today! Daddy and PeeWee and Mommy went to Utica and we stopped in the park where we spread some of your ashes. PeeWee really wanted to go into the nice green water of the canal covered in duckweed (eeew). The herd garden they planted where Daddy put some of your ashes is thriving. We thought about you lots.

You have made lots of wonderful new friends Burgoo, like Mica and Duchess and the others. Duchess's mommy made you a picture with angel wings for you but Mommy has not been able to upload it. We will keep trying.

You be good and have lots of fun with all your friends at the Bridge. We still adore you and miss you terribly. I am sorry I still cry sometimes but I miss you so much, even with PeeWee.

Take good care of your sisters, Zana, & Sweetie.....and your silly brother Buddy.

puppy kisses for my puppy!


Allow These Poems To Speak My Heart.....Missing Burgoo 1- Year Later

May 28th 2005 9:05 pm
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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see;
The sun will rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
Remembering how I’d lay my head
In your lap that special way.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me.
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name
And petted me with her hand.
She said my place was ready,
In Heaven far above,
And that I’d have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But, as I turned to heel away,
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life I never thought
That I would have to die.
I had so much to live for,
So many “sits” and “downs” to do
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought about our lives together,
I know you must be sad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
Remember how I’d nudge your hand,
And poke you with my nose?
The frisbee I would gladly chase,
The bad guy, I’d “bark and hold”.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for awhile,
I’d wag my tail and kiss you,
Just so I could see you smile.
But, then I fully realized,
That this could never be;
For emptiness and memories
Will take the place of me.
And when I thought of treats and toys,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you and when I did,
My dog-heart filled with sorrow.
But then I walked through Heaven’s gate,
And felt so much at home;
As God looked down and smiled at me,
From His beautiful golden throne.
He said, “This is eternity,
And now we welcome you,
Today your life on earth is past,
But here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last;
For you see, each days’s the same day,
There’s no longing for the past.
Now you have been so faithful,
So trusting, loyal and true;
Though there were times you did things,
You knew you shouldn’t do.
But good dogs are forgiven,
And now at last you’re free;
So won’t you sit here by my side,
And wait right here with me?”
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart.
For every time you think of me,
I’m right there, in your heart.
Cry Not For Me
Author Unknown

Cry not for me,
These tears you weep,
When you find only cold
when it's warmth you seek.
Remember me not as you saw me last.

And know that I know you cared
Think not of my last breath
But the moments that we shared.

Think of the wind, the clouds, and the rain
When you rested your head on mine
And in that lovely moment
It was as if the sun did shine.

I remember your soft words
And always your love
I know you are crying.
I can see from above.

These tears that you waste for me,
The tears you oft try and hide.
Don't think that I'm not there.
It's you I'm inside.

Please don't cry for me,
Please don't cry again,
It's you I should cry for,
For I know you feel pain.

And don't think you failed me,
I know how you tried.
And I know you felt.
When at first you cried.

My empty spot is painful,
It's easy to see.
There is nothing there
When it's where I should be.

Think of those times...those happy days.
Not where I last lay
Remeber when it was just you and I ?
Oh the games that we played.

Remeber me in my vigor and youth
Painfree and with no care.
The only thing I worry about
is with who will your love share.

I am away but I'm never gone.
And you have so much love to give.
I know that you gave your best to me
But there are more that still live.

It is in your mind,
That my ghost memories may run free
And know in your heart,
forever I'll be.



Mommy, Please Don't Cry!

May 25th 2005 8:38 pm
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Mommy, please don’t cry I am here, quite close by Although my shell has gone from you My spirit abides right here– its true!

Mommy, I am no longer sick or old I have gone to where its never cold I play and romp with furry friends Its always happy– that never ends!

I know you miss me– I miss you too I wish that I could comfort you I’ve tried to let you know I’m here When I see you shed yet another tear

Listen for me with your heart dear Mom For in your heart I am always home And one day, when the time is right We’ll be together at Rainbow Bridge bright.

Until that day remember this Each day with you was spent in bliss We loved each other through thick and thin We played, we walked, you scratched my chin

There wasn’t anything more to do I always knew your love was true So please try not to grieve so much Your love was felt with every touch.

Written by Dawn Kroma, 2004

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