She looked at Dukey with adoring eyes, the smell had no affect on her, she lived on the farm since her birth. Clara only heard his words, she hadn't ruined anything. He was here! She was on top of him her legs between his. She felt something she had not felt before. “What the heck? Dukey, are you trying to mate me like Jerry mates with Brilla?” She asked at Dukey, with a surprised look. Once the words were out, she couldn't take them back. “Jerry and Brilla are in their separate cages. They go at it all the time if we don't separate them.”<br/><br/>Clara started to unbutton Dukey's shirt. “I need to get you a change of clothes Dukey, let's get you undressed, and I will wash your clothes while you wait here.” She pulled a clean horse blanket off the shelf, setting it on the stool. “Well don't just lie there Dukey!, Off with your clothes.”