And after her bath, Darcy's really looking good!
Not that it's all rosy—Albus the Dog doesn't really enjoy sharing his dog beds, his sofas, his anything, and that leads to some bristly, growly moments between them. Darcy doesn't actually really notice them, but Albus did try to take food from her, and she barked at him. Of course, it was Albus' food, so I fussed at her—but he had tried to take her food, so it was turn about. Baby steps.
(Oh, and the dogs have so many meds I've had to buy pill trays to sort them. ;P)