I phoned the vet about Daisy and it could be one of two things. Either she's hunting so isn't hungry, or she might have something wrong with her mouth - I'm to try to keep her in and see how she is. I explained that I couldn't drive so Terry will come out tomorrow if she's still off her food. I'll try giving her tuna and see what she makes of that - the vet said I could heat it up a bit to make it more tasty. At least it's better than cooking coley, which is disgusting, and stinks to high heaven.
My mood seems a lot better, although I'm quite tired. I'm not doing anything so I think I'll go and have a nap.
I spent 16 years in the RAF defending the Free World , then got bunged out unceremoniously for being bipolar. I and was subsequently diagnosed with PTSD. Funny old world, isn't it?