I would like to be rich enough, fabulously rich, to hire a husband. I'd put a great ad in craigslist that would magnetize the right person. I'd look for a good handyman, loyal, good work ethic, cheerful, humorous, patient, intelligent, interested in learning, skilled, friendly, likable, spiritual, happy. I'd pay this man well to keep me company during the day, teach me to drive, teach me all handyman things, teach me how plumbing and electricity and fix-it things work.
I'd pay him handsomely to go rescue trees with me and plant them. We'd be Johnny Appleseeds and beautify this neighborhood. He'd meditate with me, prepare meals with me, go shopping with me, be happy with me. We'd hike together, kayak together, bike together, bird-watch together.
I don't know if even all the money in the world could buy this person.
What I think would really be a fit would be a werewolf. Great at guarding, loyal as the best friend dog, ancient and able to control his appetites, understanding of those unfairly cursed, knows that there's more to life than what we can see, is attuned to the spiritual spheres.
If I were really really rich I'd try to buy a werewolf. I'm sure a werewolf would make a far greater friend than a humanimal.