Back to back days with grandparents looking after Piglet have gone well. She's still a whingy, whingy fusspot when I'm in the room, but I'm able to leave her with them and she looks to be having fun. Eskimo kisses for everyone at the end of the day. Here's hoping it rubs off on nursery tomorrow.
The upshot of the disruption is that she's taking hours to put down in the evening. And refuses to be put down overnight. There's a high chance that, without improvement, only two from me, Piglet and The Chef will be alive in a fortnight.