We have seven cats. We started with Felix, acquired BC and then Dinky, who belonged to the neighbor and wouldn’t go home, at least not until she’d gotten herself pregnant and needed a safe spot to kitten, which leads us to Genghis , Streudel,Tommette and Val.
Dinky has remained dinky at 7 lbs, then three at about 8 lbs, one at 10, one at 13 and Felix the Fat Boy at about 15 - we don’t try to weigh him - he squirms too much. So it works out to about 70 lbs of feline.
They create little territories on the bed and around the house. For a while Dinky would sleep on the polarfleece saddle pad and they would take turns sleeping on the chairs, with four of them sleeping in quarters of the bed, then they switch off, and we have gotten hurt if someone is sitting on the chair with the ottoman and the fat cat leaps on to your lower thigh just above the knee, I have a weak knee and at least once I’ve sat such that it gets bent downwards a little too much to be comfortable when the cat does that.
We talk about net cat gain and loss at the back door in the AM and PM, they want in or out so bad that they’ll come in in jumping over each other and then they make a real racket thundering down the hall. Cat fights every once in a while too.
The one thing i absolutely hate is that I have to go to work at oh dark hundred. Some night owls are just going to bed when I get up it’s so early, but not those darned cats. They jump up and bat at the Venetian blinds and tear them up about an hour before I have to get up so I get up and let the little furballs out. I realize this is the worst kind of positive reinforcement for beating the cr*p out of the blinds, and the blinds are ruined now anyway which was my rationale, so next vacation I guess I get to think up some retraining!