Update - I changed her biscuits, she scoffed them for a bit, then went off them. Since then I have tried every kind of tinned food, which she mostly turns her nose up at, but will lick the gravy/jelly bits off.
She is now just a bag of bones and she isn't her normal self either.
This morning we took her to the vet who has taken a blood sample to be tested. Should find out later today or tomorrow.
Poor little thing was bundled in a funny bag like thingy with a muzzle like thing over most of her face and had her leg shaved and the blood taken. Much better than in England or Holland where they knock them out with general anaesthetic to do blood tests.
The funniest thing is that my husband stupidly watched the vet taking blood then came over all faint and had to sit on the floor for about 10 minutes, white and sweating, whilst the vet brought him sachets of sugar and a glass of water!!!!!!
I, of course, know better, and didn't look at the blood!
