I've been partner-less for over twelve years. (I think that's the family-friendly way to couch the concept, I hope.)
It IS hard to find a fella who loves animals to the extent I love mine. My two dogs sleep with me, and so does one cat on an episodic basis, being nocturnal, the cat doesn't spend the whole night on the bed, but the wiener dogs burrow under the covers with me.
I don't get freaked out by a chicken in the house; just chase 'em back out and wipe up the evidence.
I am responsible for the care, maintenance, health and happiness of my flock. Human beings can take care of their own meals and surroundings - they have opposable thumbs and can pick up after themselves and even serve themselves. I am perfectly able to clean wounds, apply band-aids and/or hot or cold compresses on people, but there ain't gonna be no waiting hand and foot on one unless that person is ill or incapacitated. It would be nice to have somebody of the same species to snuggle with, though!