<div class="floatright">(http://i58.tinypic.com/28wf1iq.jpg)</div><br/>After eating most of her meals out of a can for so long, Gracie had just about forgotten what a real meal tasted like. This evening she had chosen a can of beef stew that came pretty close to replicating the real thing, or at least Gracie certainly thought so, as she ate. The blonde chewed her food slowly, not because she wanted to savor the taste, but because she was contemplating the decision she had to make soon enough. She continued along that train of thought long past dinner, and it was when she was bouncing a ball off the walls and watching her furry companion take off in chase that she finally arrived at a conclusion. "What do you think of having a friend, huh?" She asked the panting canine, before tossing the ball off yet another wall. The woman was no less sure of her decision, but at least she'd made one, allowing her to sleep with one less thing weighing on her mind, at least.