Flicka bolted today before we even saw the other dogs, she didn't want to get out of the car to have her walk. She had stress diarrhoea all over the back yard when we got home. So sad as she was beginning to get a little better. She was fine down the lane this morning, walked in parallel with a neighbours little dog. One of Malcolm's Labs (the afternoon scary ones) is over the top, just barrels up to her, the other three would be fine eventually, I feel so depressed. To make matters worse, I may have a collapsed sewer in the back yard, heaven knows how much that will cost to mend if it is that!