A few days ago, I posted about my cat Tilly and how she’d been diagnosed with cancer. (Also wanted to say how lovely all of you are on this page and how much I’ve appreciated your kind words and support, it has brought me to tears!!) She was extremely frail and I really didn’t think she would survive the week. She is 16 and I’ve had her since I was 9 years old. I’ve been living away from home and I know that when I’m gone, she hates it. She sits outside my bedroom door and waits for me and she’s not very affectionate to anyone else in my family. It’s always just been her and I who have a special bond, which made this news so much more painful. I moved home this week after going through a break up and after spending 5 days together, I cannot explain the positive turn she has taken. She’s eating her food again and she’s actually gained weight!!! From sitting by herself in the corner, she’s now sleeping in bed with me again and purring and she’s acting like her old self. I truly believe she knew I needed her and she’s given me the privilege of some more time with her while I adjust to my circumstances at the moment. We need each other and I really do think that having me around is helping her too. I know that the diagnosis is still bad and that our time together still may be limited, but just to see her back on such good form is such an enormous pleasure for me. Just wanted to share the news! ☺️