garyinla saidI wish people could understand that not everyone is an animal person. Yes, they are cute, as children are (usually). But that doesn't mean I want one. And some of us do NOT like to be pounced upon when entering someone's home, and while being slobbered on, being told "S/He likes you!"
There probably are aliens looking down on all the people with pooper-scoopers thinking "Who's really in charge down there?"
But seriously, it's not that we don't like animals--we choose not to have any, and that is OK.
There's a big difference in not wanting to have a pet and a general dislike of animals. Not everyone makes a good guardian and not everyone is at a place in their life where they can offer a good home to an animal. But no one here is talking about that. We were speaking of people who just don't like them. Period. I can't relate to them at all. Hell, I have SEVERE allergies to dogs but I give myself vaccinations every week because I have to have dogs in my life!
Every person I've met that didn't like animals had a coldness about them. At first it just comes across as aloofness but in the end they have always ended up being a cold fish on the inside. I think something is "off" in people like that and I really don't want to have them close to me. It's like not liking sunshine.
I gotta disagree with this. I'm not an animal person at all and it's a total leftover from my childhood. I grew up on a farm. Animals were work for me. Serious work. Even the "pets": watching the family rat terrier being shredded up by two groundhogs in a fight was one of the more unpleasant experiences. And animals were dirty: once you've been shit on in the face by a cow or blood sprayed by a dying cat you're trying to save from running machine parts, you can't help but develop a sort of emotional safe zone detachment.
I've not been able to shake equating animals with work and drama. I don't DISLIKE animals per se, but I definitely prefer to not have them in my life. Doesn't make me cold or aloof. I will pet a cute, clean dog and don't recoil when cats rub against my legs at a friend's house. But I will NEVER pick up or shovel shit again in my life, nor do I want to get hairballs in my j/o hand.
Those of you who grew up in the city or the burbs, or even rural areas, where you had cute golden retrievers that Mom cared for mostly will not relate to my experience, but I want to share it in brief to simply remind people that an "animal non-lover" shouldn't be label as having something wrong with them.