Long long ago in a faraway land known as San Diego I had 10 cats. More accurately, they had me. I only wanted two, but they brought their pals and their pals brought their pals. My international students adopted cats then returned to their home countries, leaving us their cat. Our vet found cats and called us. “We found a beautiful cat living in a VW in a junk yard.” THAT couldn’t have been random. They were LOOKING. Anyway, there we were. Ten cats. All kinds. The Mexican kids on my street called me “La Bruja de Los Gatos.” The Cat Witch.
OH WELL.
This problem (not sure yet if it was a problem) was exacerbated because the cats were fed on the veranda, outside the back door. One night my roommate and I looked out and saw two NEW “cats” peacefully eating from the cat dishes. The cats — my cats — hung out at a distance from the new comers, watching warily as the newcomers ate. We named them. There really wasn’t much choice since the other “cats” all had names. We named them “Vagrant and Fragrant.”
Fragrant 
Vagrant
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I Walk with My Dogs 
I’d rather 10 cats than the 3 little yappy dogs that my neighbor has, even if the cats came with a skunk and a possum!
How do you really feel? 😉
One or maybe 2 cats would be perfect. I already have possums and skunks in the neighborhood, and they live their own lives, so they’re not a problem. I’d just as soon not have to listen to the 3 little yappy dogs!
Two cats is very nice. 10 was absurd, but fun in a strange way. :O
At one point I had one cat. When I came home from work, the cat would crawl out the window and walk proudly down the front walk to greet me. That was very nice, and he was a real friend. But then I had employment that required a LOT of travel, and it would not have been fair to any animal, so I’ve not had cats or dogs for many years. When I’m no longer away from home as much as I am now, one or two cats would be good — I agree that 10 would be too many, particularly if they’re the indoor cats I’d have to have here (too many coyotes around for outdoor cats)!
My cats were indoor-outdoor cats. I never ever ever planned to have 10. But I took care of them and some of them were free spirits, some were devoted pets and friends. I called them “Alien Space Cats from Outer Space” because really, where did they come from? Only Fred (Chada, the other cat I got on purpose, got hit by a car) was an intentional cat. The rest?
They do come out of the woodwork ~ ~ ~
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