Not counting kittens, the most I have had at one time was five: Baby Girl, her two daughters, Cutie and Lydia; and Bird, and her daughter, Obadiah. Cutie and Lydia will be twenty-five next month, but I lost their mother to cancer when she was twenty-three, and both Bird and Obadiah were taken, probably by a fox, about a year ago. Bird was twenty-three and Obadiah was twelve. I miss them very, very much. When I was a kid, we probably had twenty or more barn cats, but I was the only one who made pets of them, and there were only a few that were amenable to it, at least given my skills at the time.
