It's springtime! Days are warming and flowers are bursting into bloom. If you're like me, the signs of spring engender a desire to get the gardening tools out of storage and break out the heavy-duty allergy medication. My fuzzier neighbors, however, are dealing with desires of a different sort. All over my backyard, critters are chasing through the underbrush in pursuit of their romantic destinies. Last week I could barely go out the back door without getting dive-bombed by a love-crazed songbird. They're all doing it-- the birds, the bees, the rabbits, the skunks (ugh!), the werejaguars.... hold on. WEREJAGUARS? That's right, it's mating season in romantic fiction, too! (Okay, okay... technically, It's always mating season in romantic fiction.) Given the, ahem, effusion of Nature going on all around us, I thought this would be the perfect time to talk about a specific category of supernatural romance: shapeshifters. If you're ready for a real walk on the wild side, read on!