"Perhaps we can train little Ginger or Minnie here to meow quietly whenever I arrive," he says, quite liking the idea himself. There's something rather appealing about having an animal, if even only a harmless house cat, herald his appearance.

Watching Ginger again, he perks up even further he notices the another little newcomer. "Ah, we've got another," he says, though he stays as he is, his head perched on Kieren's thigh. "I'm starting to wonder if we should take bets on how many we'll get in total. We're up to four now, so what do you think -- six by the end? Seven?"