When I got married 10 years ago, I asked my husband to be if we could get a kitten. He said "no problem", when I found out that there were 4 kittens in this one litter, I asked if we could take in 2 (Tigger and Tony)...."sure". A year later, I called home and asked if we could possibly take in an abandoned kitten. This time it actually required some thinking on dear hubby's part but eventually he said "yes" to Smokey. Three years later Tucker shows up, four years later came Mystic and Cleo, a year after that was Abner and then Tobias.

So initally 2 was the limit but somehow I managed to have a grand total of 7 at one time. Now I'm down to five, but I'm sure that one of these days I will go to the back door and find another member of the family.