Yesterday my dear neighbor lost her Sheltie. She was just 10 years old and a wonderful, beautiful dog. BUT she had some surgery a week ago and had to take antibiotics for two weeks. She started having diarrhea about three days ago and then it was bloody. And she died. My heart aches for my friend. Like me she has no children and just has pets. She and Java, her Sheltie, came every day to check on me since I fell a year ago. She was a great companion to Brenda.

One year ago, I lost my Pekinese. I had taken him to the vet to get his vaccinations. He was fine when went got out of the car and was enjoying seeing all the dogs.  But when I got him out of the car back home he was barely walking. He came into the apartment and went to his bed. He did not want to go out. I did not know what to do. This same friend from above is a retired nurse and she came down and looked at him.

This went on off and on for two more days and then he went into my bathroom and his bowels emptied all over the floor. He went back to his bed in the bedroom. My friend checked him out and said he was probably dying. That night as I was reading in bed, he took his last breath.

Both of us have lost beloved friends because of medicines. But what can you do, if the cure is worse than the condition and you do not know it? If we had not given them the meds, would they have lived longer? I do not know the answer, but I do know my friend’s heart is broken and I cannot help.
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It is Saturday morning and I'm watching ME TV. This morning they are showing all the 60 year old TV I watched when I was younger.

​Westerns were really big back then. There was The Lone Ranger and Tonto,, Hopalong Cassidy and Gabby, Have Gun. Will Travel (Palladine), and Roy Rogers with Dale Evans.  I even had my own Hopalong Cassidy outfit. I loved Hoppy when I was five. I realize now he looked a lot like my Daddy.

Now these shows would not be accepted because they would be considered too violent. But we learned all our values from these shows. The good men always won. They had impeccable manners, were polite to ladies, etc.

​Then Maverick came along. Bret was so suave and a gambler. BUT he was a good man. Then his brother Bart showed up. He was not as handsome as Bart but still good-looking and "good,"

​A little later Bonanza came along. Little Joe was the heart throb, but I preferred Adam. I was older and my tastes definitely established.

​Now, as I said, I am watching and enjoying a rerun. I have a 90 year old neighbor,who I visit twice a day to make sure she eats and takes her meds. She watches TV Land to see all of my old "heroes,"  too. She also likes Adam, on Bonanza.

​I guess I watch Saturday morning TV for the memories of my youth, as well as enjoyment. I feel a little bit younger when I watch those old shows. Sigh.

It is fun to look back the at the guys I dated when in high school. We are in our 70’s and have had totally different paths. Thanks to Facebook I can find them now. One is still involved in music (knew him in band) but also does all kinds of Audio Visual work. Another one is married to a good friend of mine; she was in the band, too. One had 6 kids, the last time I checked. (Many thought I would marry him. I am kind of glad I didn’t.) I dated a boy from church, who has become very prominent in ministries. Again, I would not be a good fit. I guess I have changed quite a bit since I was in high school.
I did marry but failed at that. So, I gave up men for a while.  I moved around a lot to different states, met a lot of men, but would not go out with them more than three times. They always asked why. I had to tell that they would eventually want to marry me, and I did not want to hurt them when I said NO.
These guys, nice as they are would not want me now. I am so independent and non-traditional, I do not think I would fit in. Recently I met the perfect man, but I was afraid he was getting too serious, so I told him that I was not ready. And since he had recently lost his wife I was afraid he was looking for a replacement   As I said above, marriage and I have not worked in the past. He found someone else and he seems very happy.
 I am alone now with the traditional little dog, but not lonely. I guess that is a good thing.
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