Just back from taking Mish for her annual check up. I always go expecting the worst, but hoping for the best since her diagnosis. Her bum is as clean as whistle, meaning the cancer hasn't grown back in that area at this stage. The vet continues to be stunned at how well she's doing considering the prognosis of dogs that get this particular cancer. The rest of her is physically sound as a bell for an old girl, so I'm happy to report she'll be running the show for the next 12 months unless the old girl decides otherwise. Whew. Good girl Mish. Ya dodged another one.