She said he cheers her up. She didn't say she wanted to bone him. That's another thread.
Cheers me up: My pet children. I had yet ANOTHER round of oral surgery yesterday (ugh, that sucked) and my doggy and my cats are so loyal, they seem to know something is wrong and they're taking good care of me. I was so depressed because I drove myself to the surgery, had nothing other than local anesthetic, drove myself to the grocery store, bought myself some ice cream and groceries, had no help whatsoever from my MOTHER (even though I drive her all over to every damned doctor appointment like I'm a nurse) and G was at work, and it made me really depressed, but my dog clung to me the second I got home, and she followed me everywhere.