To entice her to come close and--hopefully--learn that there was nothing to be afraid of, I started with a "cookie trail" coming from our bedroom into the bathroom. (The "cookies" were little bits of dried liver treat.)
Carefully, carefully, I got her to the point where she would grab a treat right off the barrel of the hair drier while it was running!
But, I created a monster! I should have quit with the treats a long time ago, because now she expects them whenever I open the drawer where I keep my hair drier. And, Bonnie expects them, too.
Here they are. Waiting. (Note the cord from my hair drier.)
P.S. I've noticed something that I'm going to continue to observe to see if it is real or only coincidence. It appears that when both dogs are with me, Bonnie always stands on my right side and Darby always stands on my left. I just watched them in the backyard and if I threw the ball for Bonnie to my right, she brought it back to me on my right. If I threw it to the left, she still brought it back to me on my right. Darby did the same thing--but on my left. If I threw the ball for Bonnie to my left and Darby to the right, they crossed over each other when they brought the balls back--Bonnie to my right and Darby to my left. I find that interesting, although it probably means absolutely nothing!