I had 5 and loved it...

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My and my partner lived in our house with 5 cats between us. 2 @ 2 years old (sisters), 2 @ 1 year old (brother and sister) and a little boy kitten, about 4 months old. We managed to make them really mard by talking to them all the time, giving them loads of attention and encouraging them to meow by speaking back. A lot of the time they became quite frightened when we had friends round, as were only used to our company and it was so funny to hear a knock at the door followed by Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! from the cat flap as they all ran away. I would wake up in the morning, pinned to the bed by them. Two of them would sleep on my head sometimes at night and I would awaken to stories of me sleeping with my face in their bellies. I loved them and loved them on me and mawling me. I would have had all of them on me all the time and loved every moment. I love the purr they make and love how each of our cats had different personalities and tastes in food and friends. I think they are amazing and loving creatures, difficult at times, but I never would have changed them for the world.