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Over the last several months I’ve been having a recurring dream. I used to have these types of things frequently, though when I was younger such “dream series” were often fantastical in nature; the stuff of a good story. This dream though, is my first that really means something and is indicative of supressed guilt.

On January 16, we had to put down Cassie, our beloved ten year old standard poodle who had been diagnosed with lymphoma exactly a year prior. We did everything we could, including chemo. And she had even gone into recession and was just a few weeks shy of hitting the “magic 7 months” after which most dogs rarely went out of remission.

As one of my best friends deals with her relationships with a couple of her exes, I’ve been considering the way I deal with people versus the way that she does quite a bit. She feels compelled to “not give up” on her exes and remain good friends to them, even when one in particular has been a terrible and unreliable friend in return. Add that to the fact that he is not the same person that she was friends with, or even dating, and that he hurt her pretty badly and has failed to prove him trustworthy since their breakup, I am of the opinion that she should lay it all on the table, give him a warning and then cut her losses if he fails to live up.

And here lies our differences.