Another day, another bath. She's starting to hate it when I come home. Is that going to be the key to getting her over her anxiety?
Day 6: Two Valium, one Clomicalm at breakfast. One Valium, one Clomicalm at dinner. A long day: 6am-7pm (more or less).
Shredded puppy pad, she peed (thus, the bath). Still no progress on the water-bottle front. (Gotta call Sidney...) She enjoyed the Kong.
(Gotta find a good whitening shampoo. The poor dog is turning yellow...)