Or, maybe the better question would be: Are there ever too many cats?
Can you imagine?!
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Or, maybe the better question would be: Are there ever too many cats?
Can you imagine?!
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When I was in high school I had a boyfriend whose parents had 16 cats. SIXTEEN. They took in any stray they found. The cats were indoors and out constantly. Cats everywhere. I don't remember their house being dirty or gross from it, either.
I only remember the name of one of the cats: Scrambled Eggs.
One word: gross
Sorry if any of you are cat lovers, but reading that just made me gag! I don't like cats for the following reasons:
- they walk on countertops
- their hair gets everywhere
- and most importantly - they use the bathroom inside, and most of the time...it smells that way.
That's the end of my story.
Bleh!
Camille tracted into a house recently that had, I think, 18 cats. All indoors. She sent us a picture that was terrifying. They were all swarming around the food. Although she said that it was a very clean and fresh smelling home.
But still, bleh.
So, this "enclosure" lets in mosquitos? Sounds like Jimmy needs a Saturday morning workshop at Home Depot on How To Build Things Without Gaping Holes.
The 9 cats thing needs no other comment than those already given. Cats give me the hee-bee-gee-bees. That's a technical term describing creatures who I shudder to be in a house alone with.
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