Leftover on the plate

I have listened to the advice given on my last post, which was quite a while ago. I have been hoping that getting another dog would make me more happy. I believe that she has. She loves me and I love her. The sad part is that she is my only true friend in this world. At the same time I have been trying to chat to women my own age. They do not seem to be interested in me. The only women who are would be very young women. They do not need to be with me because they have their whole life ahead of them and that I will probably be dead in perhaps 25 years, give or take more or less. That would be due to old age. I long for the touch and the company of a woman. I know that I should appreciate the company of my dog. While she helps me get through my otherwise empty life, I would like a woman. I also wish my son was here like always he never is much. I fully understand that he wants a life of his own. I am grateful my dog loves me. Without her I should have hanged myself. As it is I am holding onto a thin thread. It feels like I am past my use by date in society and I also fear young women might just want me for my money also to add to my above stated reasons. I am like a leftover on a plate that nobody wants.