One of my international students, R, has lots of cats back home in Cyprus. Two of them are called, erm, Fluffy and Hitler. But the others don’t have names, nor is he even sure of how many there are. My mind is utterly blown at the thought of naming some cats but not others, and not knowing exact numbers.

Me: “What do you say if you want to call one of the nameless ones over to you?”
R: “I go “Pssspssspssspsss”.”
Me: “But then what if they all come?”
R, looking at me as if I’m an utter idiot: “That’s good. More cats coming to me.”
A good point, well made. More cats are always better than fewer cats. Unless they’re all this kind of cat:

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