the 6-pack of the year!

...one came after the other until we finally got 6 young (and additionally two adults) by 3 a.m. After 30 days our place had slowly but continuously turned into a cat playground and on an ordinary day you could see e.g. three cats climbing up the sacred National Geographic Magazine collection while one was trying to catch Roger Federers passing shots on TV, another was using its razor sharp claws to climb up your naked leg, while the last one was constantly trying to bite off your toes. Thus, wearing jeans and shoes at home became the golden rule!