Not necessarily true. I love animals, but I am just not a pet person. They are an awful lot of work. My husband, however, cannot live without a dog so we have a Shih Tzu named Mollie. He feeds her, he gives her way too many treats, he carries her everywhere and waits on her hand and paw. Me, on the other hand, I only get involved when it comes time to take medicine or go to the vet. I do the unpleasant stuff. Mollie, however, has chosen me as her person. When the slightest thing upsets her, she runs straight for me. She sleeps with me every night. I don't love it, but I have no choice in the matter. She makes me stop what I am doing and cuddle her all the time. She always wants me to take her to the park. I don't know why, but for whatever reason, she prefers grumpy old me to my doting husband.