Aby-a-Day – 25 February: Five cats doesn’t always feel like a lot (Swedish Sunday)

When I say I live with five cats, people are usually shocked and incredulous. “How can you live with five cats!? Don’t you feel claustrophic, with that many cats in an apartment?

Short answer, no, no we don’t. Firstly, one cat is 18 years old and not very active. Plus, it’s a big apartment, with an extra room in summer when we can open up the balcony.

But we have moments where we look around and ask, “Where the hell are all the cats? We have five cats…why can we not find any?

Well…we have Jacoby on the sofa next to Björn.


Then, going round the room anti-clockwise, we have…Logan in the little brown house-bed…


Grande dame Pyret asleep on her chair…


Angel in the house at the top of “her” cat tree…


And Alfred in the bed our friend Sanna-Leena sent Jake, on Harri’s old cat tree.

All of them, sound asleep. Except for feeding time, five cats are no more trouble than three or four. Trust me, I have had three cats, four cats, and (now) five cats…it just isn’t that much more work or trouble.