Animals don't lie to you. They don't try to deceive you. They don't have hidden agendas.
People are another matter.
This is my EXACT reasoning as to why I do great with mechanical things, but will never understand people.
P.S. I cry every time in 'Neverending Story' when Artax the horse gets stuck in the mud and succumbs:
If anything my heartbreak over this scene has intensified as I've aged.
It's been like 30 years, that scene is the ONLY thing I remember about that movie. Yes it was sad.
I used to be an animal person, at least when I was a kid, maybe till mid 20s. We had dogs, cats, parakeets, doves, lots more. The birds drove me nuts however. We also had the room for it. I rescued a baby cedar waxwing stuck in a roll of fence and nursed it all night, dug worms for it, pulled stuffing from a hole in the couch to keep it warm. Bawled when it died, bawled harder as I dug its grave the next day. Still remember the commercial and song that was playing when it gave its last oomph of energy. Had a cocker spaniel that lived from before I started kindergarten to after I graduated college, loved him dearly. When I moved in my own house I got a cat. He was fun, he loved me, I still think about him a lot. My ex sent him outside, pretty sure something in the woods got him.
Then I got attacked by a pit bull that liked everyone there but me. One of the residents said have him sniff you and he did, then he lunged for my throat and took a chunk out of my chest.
Then my ex started going overboard against my will. At one point it was 5 cats (2 of which peed everywhere), 2 rats, several hamsters, guinea pigs, mice. In a 1000 sq ft house with 5 people. This was far over what my body could handle. Even with inhalers, I could barely get enough breath to climb stairs or read my kid a story. Animal smells would make me sick and still do. The barking dogs in the neighborhood would grate on me. A small dog shaking violently, or a large one knocking things over with its tail, is instant stress. The cleaning, responsibilities, expense of the animals was difficult especially considering I was doing very bad financially. She just took a good thing and ruined it forever. At least she gave away the animals when she left. Now I'm allergic to cats, too bad because I like them. I love to watch animals in nature. But as for pets and farm animals, no more, I've had my fill for the rest of my life.
I don't hate animals, and I do feel bad when I see them abused on the commercials or on the news. But I do think the pendulum is going too far. I believe animals have their place. I don't believe they should be in a restaurant, shaking hair and drool onto my food. Or in a hospital ER, to people with pet allergies that might just put them over the edge when they're already clinging to life, not to mention other diseases. Or on your lap when driving, same as putting a child on your lap when driving. Just my opinion.