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Shame

It’s OK in a human who might find himself/herself in a pickle, like a murder of passion or robbery or such.

To see a dog not come to the door to greet me when I return with nice-smelling groceries is an affront to me, as they are the most transparent creatures. We’ve had our dog Zoe nearly 12 years and she’s never lied. If she needs to go out, she needs to go out. Is she sneaky? Yes. She got an entire aged steak off our counter, but to her credit it was good for this hipless wonder to stretch her new legs for the first time and she was licking her paws, letting us know she stole it. All we could do is laugh.

This is our guest, Miss L. She wouldn’t come see me and stayed away from me. She pooped in my office. Easy to clean. Came right up and I cleaned the carpet with the doggie magic stuff. I took her out alone for a long walk to go last night and she did. She wouldn’t go this morning even though Zoe did and I praised Zoe in front of Miss L. We walked for a while and she still wouldn’t go. She couldn’t help what she did while I was gone running errands for 30 minutes.

I feel really bad for Miss L because she’s not even near me now and she and Zoe never leave my side. She’s exiled herself to the living room (on Zoe’s bed) so I think we need to go for a quick walk to snap her out of this. When I found the poop I found L, and told her she’s not in trouble. We can deal with this. People and their pets don’t call me Aunt Dee for nothing! Cheers, Dee

Mentors and Bullies

Yes, I was bullied by insecure boys trying to have fun and see who could make the little girl cry first. I was sent to the Principal’s office and given a series of photos. They rode our small bus out in the country and I didn’t want to rat them out but the Principal already knew who they were from their past behavior.

My neighbors on the dairy below knew I’d be targeted on the bus after that. Nine boys got up on the bus and told the F boys never to target Dee again. They never did so.

For mentorship of course my parents, my godparents, my aunts LB and J were there. J’s parents were as well. They’re both gone now and I look forward to talking to them and raising a glass one day. She was a fireball, in a good way. She just wanted to rain all that bright love all over you. He was quiet and just sat with me until I told him the problem, then he’d sit there on a bench a bit longer and tell me what to do, usually about bullies.

Back then I didn’t know that bullies were weak, as they’re insecure and try to appear strong and mean. I was smart enough to cut them down with a word but too shy do do so.

Without knowing it I’ve had so many mentors over the years from GG to AJ and here I was awaiting Warren Buffett or perhaps Jimmy Buffett or Pete Seeger (rip) or Johnny Cash or Clint Eastwood or perhaps Cary Grant to help out. In a pinch, Gary Cooper could make things work out. I think the shootout is at noon, at least that’s what he said.

USA Network won’t let anyone write in a bullying story unless they place it on Facebook, which must be their sponsor. I do my own thing and don’t get bullied by USA Network and Facebook. Cheers! Dee