We have 20, more or less, depending on migrations and such Farm cats who live outside and keep most of the mice from the log cabin, and two extremely neurotic indoor cats who hate all other cats including each other.
One lives in the main cabin and is my husband's after deciding to bite the living crap out of me once.
The other WAS my son's cat, named Momma Cat by him, he's brilliant you know..., and she lives in my bedroom and allows me to sleep in there as long as I give her the proper food, clean water, brush her nightly, rub her belly for extended periods of time, allow her to sniff my purple hair, and let her rub her scent all over every book I read, and has a series of high shelves coming into the main cabin and lets me know in no uncertain terms when she thinks I should come to bed.
Life is grand out here in the boonies. Where the internet service is crap and yes slightly smaller pics would rock.
Aha! So, Bob's yer uncle... very clever.