Strictly speaking, we do not make decisions. Decisions make us.
Yet human experience and the practice of communication have shown throughout the ages that definitions are an illusion, like having a speech defect and trying to say love but unable to get the word out, or, better, having a tongue in one's head but unable to feel love.
I think we are blind, Blind but seeing, Blind people who can see, but do not see.
Age carries with it a double load of guilt.
We use words to understand each other and even, sometimes, to find each other.
We never consider that the things dogs know about us are things of which we have not the faintest notion.