It doesn't love me

Elisabeth often answers, "I don't love it," when she is asked to do something that she doesn't want to do. Frequently in the course of the day I hear, "I don't love that," or "I don't want to, because I don't love it." Tonight at dinner there was a new twist on the phrase. I asked Elisabeth to finish her couscous, and she replied,

"It doesn't love me."

I never before realized that it was a reciprocal non-love relationship.