The wolf is my favorite animal, don't ask me why, I don't think I could tell you. But if you could have seen my room last year, you wouldn't wonder what my major was. From the prevalence of animal (ie wolves and big cats) pictures adorning the walls, you'd recognize me as pre-vet in a sec. They do contrast nicely with my ex-roommate's prints of Georgia O'Keeffe. Red poppies and howling wolves...and the occasional sexist poster that reads: I don't ask much from a man. He only has to be tall, rich, funny, sexy, single, strong...(etc.)...and feed me ice cream in bed every night for the rest of my life...but one sometimes has their little hang-ups. Mine is ice cream... Anyway, I went home, and the posters went down and the roomie wasn't there. If you look at my room at home, you'd think I was a cat person. Well, I am. Bobcats, snow leopards, an ocelot, cheetahs, tigers...and a couple of kittens and wolves, a whale, a few dinosaurs and horses and a map of the US.Back at school, in a single, I've been teased as having some kind of goal to cover every visible inch of wall space...