Mountain Goat Energy✧

She finally figured out how to climb the tall pink cat tree and get onto the hammock. Scrambled right up like a tiny mountain goat — claws gripping every post, hind legs pushing off with surprising power. No hesitation, just straight up.

The pride on her face when she reached the top was unmistakable. She sat in that hammock and looked down at me like she’d just conquered Everest. Then she fell asleep up there. She’s growing up so fast and getting braver every day.