Not my other half but my dad...
We have had all sorts of animals a kids and my dad said no to all of them, yet me and my mum brought them home anyway. When we got our first dog my dad said "NO, never, not in my life time are we getting a dog" and a week later we brought home our little Jack Russell Rosie. Dad loved her to bits. When she died I convinced my dad we could not live without a dog so we went and adopted Charlie. He went from saying only a small dog to adopting a staffie/rottweiler cross.
Then a few weeks later I came home with my first piggy - by now my dad was past caring and just shook his head and said "Oh Hayley". Now he just wonders what I'm going to bring home next.
But when I went out for the day I called home to see if Dad could check on my piggies and he said he was just sitting in my room watching them and they're 'really quite cute'