At 27, I’ve officially been promoted from dog-sitter to Cat Mom. My parents think it’s time I had someone depending on me, and honestly, I’m okay with it. Between leaving my current job and navigating the interview cycle, things are a bit "in-between" right now. The anxiety of the job hunt is real, but having this little face around is a great distraction.
I’m not quite at the "buying-her-a-luxury-cat-tower" stage of my budget yet, but we’re getting there. Grateful for a sister who steps in when things get hectic. Big things coming for me and Bombita! 🐈⬛💨










