Animals can get to you though - even if you're not an 'animal' person like me, as I found out.
Mrs G had always wanted to adopt a rescue ex-racing greyhound so in late 1999 we contacted a local greyhound rescue organisation who came to see us, explained the issues with greyhounds (keep them muzzled when outside until they forget racing, since every cat, Westie or Jack Russell could be chased) and they eventually suggested we adopt a 1 year old dog who's been in training but had developed a reluctance to be put in the 'traps'.
He was large for a greyhound - he could put his front paws on your shoulders and look down at you - but he was quiet and gentle and no problem with cats our wee dogs whatsoever, or kids since our grandchildren started arriving in 2003. For years he happily went into kennels whenever we were away and came out much as he went in then in 2013 he went into the kennels over the Easter break and for the first time they reported that he hadn't eaten well and hadn't settled.
So before the summer holiday I took him to his regular vet beforehand to ask advice before his going into kennels after he hadn't done so well a couple of months back. The vet looked at him and said that there was no point in putting him through it again: he was already old for a greyhound, was clearly in decline and had some sort of growth in his abdomen. The vet said there and then that his time was up and that there was no alternative - so I went home alone, and it was awful for all of us.
No more pets!