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04/22/2003: "Spring Fever"

Yeah, that must be what it is. Ami has Spring Fever. Well, she has some kind of fever anyway. I dunno - she never had this strong a reaction to DJ. Oh sure, they would flirt and smooze. They used to gnaw on each other’s faces and such, but most of the time, I didn’t even know when she was in season. I sure do know NOW!

Yesterday - and this morning - she was chasing poor clueless Indy all over the property. He flirts with her too of course. He nibbles her neck and sometimes pulls her tail, but that’s all. She just can’t seem to give up on him though. No matter which way he tries to go to get away, she keeps backing and backing until she backs right into him. He has to shove her out of the way just to get past! Then here she comes - right behind him. He can’t even finish a meal before she’s right there nickering at him and letting him know she’s STILL available.

I don’t know if all this is brought on by the fact that Indy had only been a gelding for a month when he got here and was still acting a little bit more stud-like or WHAT. Even then he didn’t really DO anything - half-heartedly mounted her once, and that’s about it. Maybe she can’t forget that and the high hopes she had for him at the time. Or, maybe she just prefers blonds. Whatever, I have to feel a little sorry for her even when I’m rolling on the ground laughing at their antics.

I guess Ami’s behavior is proof that it’s the length of days that stimulates critters to believe it’s spring. It certainly can’t be the temperatures. If it were, they all would still be in hibernation. We’re facing scattered frost overnight, and it’s windy and cold today. In fact, the forecast for the entire week doesn’t predict anything higher than the lower 60’s. Yeah, The Winter That Won’t Die has already killed the buds on our lilac and now is going for the fruit trees. At the risk of repeating myself, boy, am I SICK of this!