"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that," Dahlia said as she got up and walked to Edward's side, taking the lid off the pot of tea on the tray she'd handed him, "I can't even keep up with how many of them there are, forget the names!" Pulling a smallish bottle out of the pocket of her dress, Dahlia poured out a measure of the clear spirit into the tea, and replaced the lid. "There's... the dog, of course, we already had her, and one of the cats. Then I think now we've added... two more cats, that giant rabbit, a kestrel, a crow, and a duck - though the duck at least stays outside - Lilly keeps that rat and usually a frog or two, there's a hedgehog they keep in the gardens, and I think Lilly and Riley have some mice, but, I'm not sure."
Dahlia gave a bit of a self-conscious laugh. "It probably all seems like a bit of a madhouse. I probably ought to be a bit stricter about it but," she gave a small shrug, looking a bit sheepish again, "I just can't manage to say 'no' to them about it. You know, it was so empty here after..." she paused there, glancing out the window, and gave a little sigh before continuing, "after their father died. It seemed better to keep the house a bit mad, but at least lively."