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The sprinkler at my neighbor's house across the street seems angry as it jerks across her front yard, spraying her grass, the sidewalk and the neighbor's trees.  Just a month or so ago, when I looked out my window, she was out there, weeding her flowers or planting tomatoes.  I was always comforted by the sight of her at 86, caring for her yard and talking to neighbors who might walk by.   She and I became good friends several years ago and I visited her and her husband every Saturday.  He died about 5 years ago at 99.  After that, she and I would go out for breakfast once/week at least - or lunch.   Then we would wander around T.J. Maxx usually not buying anything.  She is a good friend and her age doesn't matter to me.  She comforts me when I need it and we talk about all sorts of things.  I like her stories about growing up in Salt Lake.   She voted for Obama and wished that she had tried pot in her younger days.  She used to sing in a band with her husband who played a

Jackie, our dog, and my best running buddy ever, lost his fight last Friday with his dumb liver tumor - despite his best efforts and my best hospice nurse efforts.  I won't go into detail but he let us know it was time, and a wonderful vet, Dr. Tanya Kjeldberg came to our house to help us.  I had promised Jack I would not take him back to the vet and I would not let him suffer.   Tanya was obviously an animal lover - you would have to be to do what she does and this is all she does - home pet hospice and euthanasia.  After this experience, I will never take a pet to the vet for his final exit.  Her website is here. Jack did not suffer.  In fact that day, he did not seem to be in any pain, but retreated from us as some animals do.  Death, I think, in animals as well as people, is something that you have to do alone.  Just two days earlier, I had taken him for a walk to the park because another promise I made was that I would not give up on him and as long as he wanted to go for a