I will not have any house pets anymore. The pain of the hole in your heart can only be understood by those who have lost their fur-babies.
I get around the human instinct to interact with animobiles by having a coterie of semi-tame wildlife. "My" peacocks, Fancy Pants and Beau (my neighbor named them) have lived here at the Chateau for 20 years. Born in my back yard.
They are hand-tame to me alone, and follow me like giant technicolor chickens. During their mating season, they practice their dances with me. My Red Witch gets a huge kick out of us dancing together.
She named me Injun-style: "Dances with giant birdies".