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One of the most amazing things to happen to me while I have been escorting is some of the important friendships and bonds I have made along the way. Tom Isern reached out to me several years ago and offered to share his space in NYC to help quell the high cost of accommodations in NYC when I travel there.

 

I made my way to NYC and entered his building for the 1st time to find his wonderful dog Henry waiting for me at the top of the stairs. Over the years I have been back and forth and Henry was always there each morning for breakfast lunch and dinner and many many treats in between. no wonder they called him Piggle.

 

Well sadly Piggle passed away day before yesterday. I wanted to find a away to express to Tom my gratitude to him for allowing me into his personal life and his small NYC family. Every trip to NYC for me was always a joy to snuggle up with Henry on cold winter nights. He was a sweet sweet constant companion and my friendship with Tom has grown immensely over time.

 

My condolences just dont seem right for this type of loss. I want to send my full support and be there solidly for Tom. In this time of loss I want him to know how meaningful his friendship is to me and the gift of sharing his family with me is. Take it easy today Tom I am sure we are all thinking about you and know you have lots of love and support.

 

David

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Special thoughts and a big hug to Tom :)

 

I too, lost my beautiful dog last spring and recently when I was cleaning up my camera pics noticed I had a few videos taken of him while walking in the park on a snowy day just weeks prior to losing him to cancer. He loved the snow and making snow angels. I miss him dearly.

 

 

 

 

 

One of the most amazing things to happen to me while I have been escorting is some of the important friendships and bonds I have made along the way. Tom Isern reached out to me several years ago and offered to share his space in NYC to help quell the high cost of accommodations in NYC when I travel there.

 

I made my way to NYC and entered his building for the 1st time to find his wonderful dog Henry waiting for me at the top of the stairs. Over the years I have been back and forth and Henry was always there each morning for breakfast lunch and dinner and many many treats in between. no wonder they called him Piggle.

 

Well sadly Piggle passed away day before yesterday. I wanted to find a away to express to Tom my gratitude to him for allowing me into his personal life and his small NYC family. Every trip to NYC for me was always a joy to snuggle up with Henry on cold winter nights. He was a sweet sweet constant companion and my friendship with Tom has grown immensely over time.

 

My condolences just dont seem right for this type of loss. I want to send my full support and be there solidly for Tom. In this time of loss I want him to know how meaningful his friendship is to me and the gift of sharing his family with me is. Take it easy today Tom I am sure we are all thinking about you and know you have lots of love and support.

 

David

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Wow.............SO SORRY to hear this! Henry was beyond lovable & quite the character...I'll miss him.

My condolences Tom.

Thanks for the alert David.

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One of the most amazing things to happen to me while I have been escorting is some of the important friendships and bonds I have made along the way. Tom Isern reached out to me several years ago and offered to share his space in NYC to help quell the high cost of accommodations in NYC when I travel there.

 

I made my way to NYC and entered his building for the 1st time to find his wonderful dog Henry waiting for me at the top of the stairs. Over the years I have been back and forth and Henry was always there each morning for breakfast lunch and dinner and many many treats in between. no wonder they called him Piggle.

 

Well sadly Piggle passed away day before yesterday. I wanted to find a away to express to Tom my gratitude to him for allowing me into his personal life and his small NYC family. Every trip to NYC for me was always a joy to snuggle up with Henry on cold winter nights. He was a sweet sweet constant companion and my friendship with Tom has grown immensely over time.

 

My condolences just dont seem right for this type of loss. I want to send my full support and be there solidly for Tom. In this time of loss I want him to know how meaningful his friendship is to me and the gift of sharing his family with me is. Take it easy today Tom I am sure we are all thinking about you and know you have lots of love and support.

 

David

 

Man, thats rough.

Sending warm thoughts to those who knew and loved this fine canine in their time of loss.

Rest in Peace Henry...

Guest countryboywny
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As a big dog lover, I know the pain in losing a four-legged family member. Peace to Piggle and condolences to Tom and David.

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Thinking of both of you and sending along prayers to aid in dealing with the loss of Henry. Met Henry on one of my trips to NYC and like you feel instantly in love with him and I had the feeling that he returned that love to everyone. RIP Henry "Piggle"!

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A Dogs Prayer

 

Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me. Do not break my spirit with a stick for although I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.

 

Speak to me often, for your voice is the worlds sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps fall upon my waiting ear.

 

When it is cold and wet, please take me inside..... for I am a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements..... and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.... though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.

 

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.

 

And, beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest... and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.

 

Beth Harris

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A Dogs Prayer

 

Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me. Do not break my spirit with a stick for although I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.

 

Speak to me often, for your voice is the worlds sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your footsteps fall upon my waiting ear.

 

When it is cold and wet, please take me inside..... for I am a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements..... and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth.... though had you no home, I would rather follow you through ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land, for you are my god and I am your devoted worshiper.

 

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.

 

And, beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest... and I will leave you knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.

 

Beth Harris

 

Michigan Man -- thank you for that. If you can read that and not be brought to tears, you are a very cold heart indeed.

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Tom – my deepest condolences to you on the loss of your beloved Piggie. I, along with many others here who did not know Piggie, still can understand the pain you are in right now and want to be here to support you in the time of your grief. To know how David has reacted says much about you and your heart and the magnificent Piggie. Please know you are in our thoughts.

 

David – It is very hard for me to have seen the joy and happiness you showed me on Friday and to then have received the email from you Saturday, barely 24 hours later, telling me you were cutting short your DC tour and cancelling appointments, so you could be with Tom. It takes a very special person to sacrifice of himself, and to disappoint clients as you no doubt did, so you could be with your friend at the time he needed you. I read and felt the pain in your heart in your email to me on the loss of Piggie and I grieve with you. I remember well the pain from the loss of Sally just a few months ago. I am thinking of you often now.

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I fucking hate dogs. I despise them with the passion and heat of hell's fire. They ingratiate themselves into your life with their cute cold nose and their cheerful wagging tail and their boundless energy. I fucking hate dogs and the way they find space in your heart, your head, your bed when you think there is none and do so with gentle ease and four-legged grace. I fucking hate dogs and the manner in which they welcome you home from the worst of days with an impish bark, a playful demeanor and expect you to be happy just because something loves you in a way that no human could love anything. I fucking hate dogs and the way they look up pathetically when they have eaten the mail or a shoe or an escort's underwear and expect to be granted immunity just because they happen to be irresistably, undeniably and persistantly adorable. I fucking hate dogs because they fill up our lives effortless and then leave us alone and in grief beyond comprehension and at the mercy of those who say: "It was only a dog". I fucking hate dogs.

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What Am I?

 

I love my master;

Thus I perfume myself with

This long-rotten squirrel.

 

I lie belly-up

In the sunshine, happier than

You ever will be.

 

Today I sniffed

Many dog butts—I celebrate

By kissing your face.

 

I sound the alarm!

Mailman come to kill us all!

Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!

 

I lift my leg and

Whiz on each bush. Hello, Spot—

Sniff this and weep.

 

Sleeping here, my chin

On your foot—no greater bliss—well,

Maybe catching cats.

 

The cat is not all bad,

She fills the litter box

With Tootsie Rolls.

 

My human is home!

I am so ecstatic I have

Made a puddle.

 

Look in my eyes and

Deny it. No human could

Love you as much as I do.

 

I am your best friend,

Now, always, and especially

When you are eating.

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I fucking hate dogs. I despise them with the passion and heat of hell's fire. They ingratiate themselves into your life with their cute cold nose and their cheerful wagging tail and their boundless energy. I fucking hate dogs and the way they find space in your heart, your head, your bed when you think there is none and do so with gentle ease and four-legged grace. I fucking hate dogs and the manner in which they welcome you home from the worst of days with an impish bark, a playful demeanor and expect you to be happy just because something loves you in a way that no human could love anything. I fucking hate dogs and the way they look up pathetically when they have eaten the mail or a shoe or an escort's underwear and expect to be granted immunity just because they happen to be irresistably, undeniably and persistantly adorable. I fucking hate dogs because they fill up our lives effortless and then leave us alone and in grief beyond comprehension and at the mercy of those who say: "It was only a dog". I fucking hate dogs.

 

Very touchingly put, PK. But I do think eating the escort's underwear would be a good thing. :)

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David, what an absolutely beautiful memorial to Henry. It shows what a caring and authentic person you are. Henry was lucky to have you in his life. I give my condolences to you and Tom.

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David,

Thanks for the information and for all of the tributes that it has generated. My condolences to you and Tom on this sad occasion. I have only had one pet in my life, a wonderful dog when I was growing up on a farm. I was heartbroken when he died and never have had another one.

DD

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The heartbreak of losing a pet is immense almost impossible to measure. What is impossible to measure is the joy brought to your life by having an animal (or in my case 3) in your life. Consider adopting a pet. It will save the animal's life and enrich your own.

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Dear Tom,

Just wanted you to know that you're in my thoughts today. I'm so sorry for your terrible loss of such a sweet friend, Piggie. Please know that you are loved by many of us here.

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