Mom bought me a new special collar. She wanted to see if it would make a difference. My vet seems to think that I "might" be OCD - Obsessive Compulsive Disorder - and mom agrees with him. She says that I can be a bit high strung at times and that I could win the Academy Award most days for being an outstanding actress. Life can be stressful for me at times - like when there happens to be a fly in the same room with me, or when dad reclines his chair and I'm resting near by or when my peeps might happen to sneeze. All of these things wig me out and I run for cover.
I also get a wee bit anxious when we pass by certain houses on our walkies where there happens to be a dog or dogs who bark at me and run along their fence lines in their yards. No, I've never been attacked and they're friendly dogs. I grab a mouthful of grass or I put my leash in my mouth for comfort until we get past.
I also have an issue with excessive licking; especially on my side. I get my fur soaking wet to the point that mom has to grab a towel to dry me off. I've been known to do this in the winter when it's freezing cold out. Mom thinks it's ridiculous but I do it anyway.
So this is my new Adaptil collar. It's the grey one that fits snugly around my neck. It needs to fit snugly so that it stays warm and encourages the diffusion of the pheromone into my AireSpace so that I feel safe and secure and less stressful.
A week has passed and I've been wearing my Adaptil collar non-stop. Well, the truth is, the collar doesn't work for me. I'm still my same stressy nervous nelly Molly self. Oh well - we tried.
I like the simply life when the most important question of the day is which ball should I play with at this exact moment~
So until next time.............
Love ya lots♥