Me too, Des.
Well this morning I'm still the evil witch of the North (well of London at least!) and Lexy is walking all around the house trying to find somewhere to camp. She slept under my bed last night
didn't really want to go to her warm bed (with the snugglesafe pad), or mine with my water bottle. Heating was on and she wasn't interested in radiator bed.
So now she's wondering around the house and ignoring the lovely warm fire in the living room. She keeps looking at me like I'm about to grab her and take her away
and then the next minute comes to headbut my hand. Go figure.
Lots of piddles in the tray, no poop still but I've given her chicken last night and this morning to try get her something at least.
I am soooo not looking forward to tomorrow night.