There are those who joke that we are the "crazy cat couple." I really don't agree with that, partially because it is my fault and not John's that we have five cats, and partially because I don't think that five cats counts as "crazy" territory. Sure, it's probably two or three more than most people would like to handle, and it does take a bit more work, but it's not in the range of, say, spending 10% of your budget on cat food or feeding hordes of ferals off your back porch. I consider it good training for when we have kids - we spend just enough of our time picking up after them, breaking up fights, and playing with them.
That said, the ownership of five cats has lead me to an interesting observation that I didn't have at four cats. Five cats in a three bedroom house means that, no matter what room you walk into, there is going to be a cat there. I'm not sure how this happens, because sometimes the room you are leaving has two or three in it, but the room you go into always has one. Currently there is one in the master bedroom, one in the living room, two in the dining room, and one in the study.
There is also a constant background of cat-related noises. Hiei cries. Kurama trills. Cassie meeps. Aden wails. Nibiki yowls. Sometimes it sounds like a kitty game of Marco Polo. We just purchased new living room furniture, and it only took about an hour for each cat to discover that there is a wonderous cavern under the new sofa. Yesterday was filled with random squeeks and squawks from under the sofa, plus the occasional cry from a cat who wormed his way in and turned around to find another cat blocking the entrance.
Life with five cats is usually quite entertaining, and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
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