I do have another thumbs up for a cat. At a low point in my life I lost my cat of 21 years, yes that old. I thought I would never ever get over it. However, a cat adopted me, who belonged to my son. He now lives with me and has helped me to not only get over my beloved long time friend, he gave me new life. He helped me get over that crisis, and move beyond it to a new beginning. Now at night when I think I am alone, I am not. I roll over and find this big bundle of fur right next to my head, purring softly. This has made my nights more bearable. His dish was from good will, and I know that there are animal rescue agiencies, that may help you with the cost of the food. All in all this fur ball has helped my depression. Just think about it. ginnie