>Editor’s note: I can’t get the spacing to cooperate… I’ll mess with it again later and see if it works. Sorry it’s obnoxious to the eyes… just bear with me! I’m trying to think of a decision I’ve made in my life that is bigger than this one. It seems like anything that compares in enormity was a decision that was made for me or one that was so obvious that it didn’t involve any thought. An example of this is where I wanted to go to college… there was one school, and only one, that interested me. It was rather difficult to get into, but if I didn’t get in, I would reapply each semester until I did. Thankfully, this turned out not to be an issue. Anyway, the Big Decision is whether my next animal will be a cat or a dog. The one I choose will be my best friend for the next 10-15 years. What’s the difference? you might ask. Well, let me tell you! I am strictly a cat person. I love cats. I am obsessed with them. I am more than obsessed with them. Cats are my reason for living, quite literally, sometimes. Don’t want to eat? Have to, because my kitty needs me. Don’t want to get help? Have to be healthy, because that cat depends on me. I need, need, need cats. But then… a dog, if I got one, would be a service dog. He or she (I hope she) would go everywhere with me. She would not be pet but rather a friend in fur, kind of like Elsie is now. I could depend on her and she would keep me from panicking when I go out. She could really, really change my life. Could I learn to love a dog (note, I do not need to learn to love dogs in general, just my own, one dog) as I love Elsie? Is that possible for me? This is a very hard decision.