Six Tiny Furry Agents of Chaos Invade My Home

I didn’t plan on becoming a full-time butler to six miniature furballs, but here we are. Every surface in my apartment is now a kitten playground, and my hands are covered in tiny claw marks that I’m convinced are love notes. These foster kittens have mastered the art of synchronized zoomies at 3am, and their collective purr could probably power a small city. I keep telling myself I’m just helping them find forever homes, but honestly? I’m the one who’s been adopted. Is it normal to narrate your day in a high-pitched voice because you’re surrounded by six judgmental (but adorable) faces? Asking for a friend. If anyone needs me, I’ll be here, negotiating with a tiny orange dictator over who gets the last bite of my sandwich. Spoiler: it’s never me. #FosterKittens #PetLife #AdoptDontShop #Pets #Cats