Pipsqueak faked me out by going into what the acupuncture vet called a wolf heat September 24 and 25--a little spotting, jumping onto and snarling at an innocent DoodleBug (completely unprovoked), and basically acting like a little girl dog in heat. So we didn't go to dog class. We stopped taking daily walks, because the last thing I wanted to do was attract any of the coyotes to my backyard. Three weeks later, I thought, hooray, it's over.
And then she really went into heat. Nine days of bleeding and spotting. Another unprovoked, snarling jump onto an unsuspecting DoodleBug. Finally, the spotting stopped on Saturday. Sunday she was running after a tennis ball and I saw the unmistakeable sign of a girl in heat. Sigh. She's spent the past three days being a shameless hussy and planting her tuchus in front of one of the boys. I can almost see her wiggling that tail, glancing over her shoulder in a coquettish way, trying to lure somebody into wooing her. Sadly for Pipsqueak, she doesn't realize the boys are really eunuchs and all her attempts at seduction will be in vain. DoodleBug is happy to 'help' her by enthusiastically licking her. Sigh again, accompanied by 'ugh.' We probably have 4 or more days of this, and then the final phase (another week) to live through. The acupuncture vet wants me to wait 3 months before getting her spayed so that all the estrogen will be out of her system.
Let's see if having finally gone through these crazy hormonal changes will make her settle down into a nice, young adult lady. After all, she's going to be 1 year old on Saturday.
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