The owner of the house next door rents it, but just built herself a little annexe on the end, for when she's here. Bodhi has fallen for her, and spent some happy hours helping her decorate. She's very sweet and smiley and generous and finds him adorable.
She spends the winters in India, and has only just got back. he was delighted to see her again, all happy and full of hellos. She arrived back to the house with a couple friends the other day, and he ran out to say hello. He stomped back in, disgusted.
'Jackie's got a man-friend,' he said in furious, injured tones. 'He kept talking to me.'
Clearly, he does not want to share.
I told Jackie this, and she was utterly charmed. Apparently the manfriend in question is gay and is sleeping in her kitchen, but I don't know that that really makes any difference for Bodhi.
2 comments:
Ah- the sweet crushes of youth. I think they can be true love. I really do.
Oh - a manfriend. Sounds traumatic. But also very cute.
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