Even with the first day's fiasco fresh in my mind, I decided it was just not right for Matt and I to go to the beach without Neema. So, we took her along and I employed a new strategy for allowing her to play successfully without developing explosive diarrhea. It worked, for the most part. :)
And look how happy she is! :) Wet dog = happy dog.
The first part of the plan was to use something bigger that was easier for her to see - that way she didn't go pouncing in the water for her toy that was not there (and thus prevent the huge guzzle of salt water.) So, I used her Jolly Ball. It's bigger than any other toy she has AND it floats!
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