She picked up her kong
Normally, each afternoon when I say I'm going to make a cup of tea, she picks up her kong and brings it to the kitchen. I will put 2 little biscuits in it, she takes it to her bed and gets them out to eat. Around 9 in the evening she will pick it up and drop it by one of us, or stand there with it in her mouth till we get the hint, and she gets the same again.
For the last fortnight she hasn't touched it, or any of her toys. Now I realise it's partly driven by the ravenous hunger the steroids induce, but tonight she couldn't manage picking it up properly but went to it, nudged it, moved it then looked at me
Bb put in one biscuit, broken up, and she's just been on her bed getting it out
She's now lying by him at the sofa, happy