Inflatible collar
On August 16th, we moved to our new home. Poor Maia - surgery a few days earlier, then the stress of a move. Just packing things in boxes and suitcases wigs her out. The new place is a townhouse. I was concerned how she'd feel about the stairs to get to the bedrooms upstairs. While she spends most of her time downstairs, she seems fine with the stairs. (Finn has turned them into his personal playground.)