There are two means of refuge from the misery of life - music and cats. ~Albert Schweitzer
We were quite content with our little moggie horde of three for many years. They were the three Musketeers until little Lily arrived in 1998. She was a little brown/gray tabby with little tiny feet and sweet green eyes. Lily is still with us and has turned into a very well-fed kitty (sometimes I call her my little meatloaf) but still has her dainty feet. She tolerates all the other cats in the household but for the most part likes to maintain a distance of at least one foot. She doesn't mind if another cat is on "her" couch or "her" bed as long as you obey the 1-foot rule. Otherwise, trouble ensues. However, she remains a lady at all times. She doesn't bite or scratch, she merely hisses and then she dramtically exits the scene.
So now we were up to four cats and in a new home with a very large, closed-in back porch that was just perfect for the three... er... four musketeers!
We stopped saying we're at our limit with cats. It just doesn't work. It's as if some needy cat hears us and decides to challenge the line we drew in the sand. I have that same saying by Albert Schweitzer on my blog - that says it all, doesn't it?
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