Slightly Out of Focus

DM has come on all over hang dog these last couple of days. Everything she does is done slowly, and she's doing less of everything.
We've good reason to think she might be with pups (I shall not assail you with the preamble to why we might think that before the watershed), but apparently it will take a visit to the vet or more patience than MrsM is currently exhibiting to clear that up. So vet it is on Tuesday.
I've dangled a watch on a chain over her(before being reminded that only has utility in sexing offspring), done (again unwritable) external inspections which could persuade me what ever I wish to be persuaded of,  and in a final attempt to save on vet fees might ask one of my patients for a piece of coal tomorrow.
She isn't eating her meals but still appears next to me when I open the fridge, the remaining vestige of her true nature. Other than that it's hard not to catch her lassitude. So I'm off to the fridge with her, then off to bed.
Have a good week blippers.