My kittens turned four months old today.
Four. Months. Old.
Can you believe it?
I have four healthy, handsome boys who zoom around like tiny panthers with something to prove.
They wrestle, they pounce, they climb walls like gravity is just a rumor.
The editor says she feels four years older.
Honestly, she should.
Her job was to keep up with royalty-in-training.
She's done... adequately.
As for me? I'm thriving, obviously.
Motherhood looks magnificent on me.
Stay tuned for more updates from the royal nursery.
