Poor girl had obviously eaten something on Sunday that knocked her for six. I think I may have been to blame. I let Lady lick out the casserole dish and although I'd check for solid onion, the gravy may have had onion juice in it but to be honest the quantity was so small I don't think it was that. Anyway she was up whining to be let out around midnight Sunday (she doesn't bark so we have a baby alarm so we can hear if she whines). Charged around the garden doing poohs all over. Same again at about 12:30 and then again at about 1:00. I ended up sleeping on the sofa with her so I could let her out without waking OH. Poor lamb cuddled into me really hard but squiggled around so much I ended up putting her on the "forbidden" small sofa. I think she was in a lot of discomfort. Next day she seemed a bit better but not much interested in anything and obviously not right so gave her some special canned food we have in stock for times such as this. Easily digested food intended for post op diet that we get from our vet. She wasn't drinking but was hungry. Gave her several small amounts of kibble in warm water that she wolfed down, but very worrying and in two minds on taking her to out of hours vet when she at last took a long drink at about 22:00! She's much better today thank goodness, but I'm going to keep her on the high tolerance food and transition her off it over the next couple of days. So what was up is not clear. It could have been the gravy from the pheasant casserole, but I guess I'll never know. Dogs! Just as worrying as small children!