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Suddenly, the big reptiles are everywhere, wallowing in golf course ponds, lurking on suburban lawns, snapping in schoolyards.
Ah, springtime in Florida, when an alligator's thoughts turn to love.
And to food like frogs, fish and family pets.
And to wet holes safely away from other hormonally juiced, cannibalistic, bigger gators.
But mainly, to love.
Gators have been smitten with their annual case of the hots, and reports of close encounters of the reptilian kind, which hit a record of nearly 17,000 last year, are again pouring in by the hundreds statewide.
In the last two weeks, a six-footer snapped at a custodian at Pembroke Pines Charter School, a seven-footer crunched tooth marks into the bumper of a woman's car in Port Charlotte, and a nine-footer killed a dog near Tampa. Another wayward gator, struck while crossing a highway west of Cocoa, caused a pickup truck to flip, killing the driver.