Jim and I sat together during the conference. When he learned I had five cats he told me five is OK, but if I had seven, the cops would start taking note. I put that on my blog when I reported on his appearance at the conference.
My family remembered. Oh, did they remember! I had a cat-filled Christmas, with knickknacks, a sweatshirt, a pin, a plaque, and a shirt. So, here's my Christmas shirt. But, I still only have five cats!