So, I'm off to Cyprus tomorrow. And we've come to the point at which I was dreading, leaving Tia in someone else's care.

My mum had a good conversation with the woman who is taking care of her. She seems prepared to take everything on, which is good. I've written her a list of stuff that needs doing, and what to look for in Tia's behaviour. I'll demonstrate to her how to administer her medication, too.

We took her to the vets a few days ago, and thankfully they were quite happy with her condition. She's lost a lot of muscle around her back end, but isn't underweight or dehydrated, which is great. They said I must have been doing a good job with her medication and flexing her muscles for her, along with cleaning her up after any 'accidents', as she doesn't appear to be suffering and looks considerably bright-eyed and perky given all her ailments.

The tumour is an ugly beast now. She's getting a bit of hair loss around it as it swells so she's getting a pink, ping pong ball sized lump behind her right foreleg. However, she barely seems to pay it any attention and she doesn't scratch or bite at it, as the vets said she may do. She's a tough little girl, I'll give her that.

Even though things have looked up since her last scare, I know I will worry myself sick over her for the duration of the hoilday. I'm going to keep in contact with the lady. I just hope I don't get 'the' call which will say that it's time...

A little PT magic would be a great benefit to Tia and I, it's kept us going so far!

Thanks,

Zara