Not really more in a numerical sense, but more in the sense that I have not photographed all of them yet. There are quite a few, after all, and they don’t like to sit still long enough so that they are not just a blur when I take the picture. Maybe someday I will have pictures of all of them, but I am not holding my breath. I think I have four or five of them, so that leaves eight or nine more.
Their favourite thing to do after chores was to head straight into the garden, for the gladiola patch and pretend they were in the jungle. However, since the powers that be decided that broken gladiola stalks weren’t acceptable, the patch was fenced with with chicken wire. And thus ends the jungle. So this little guy did the next best thing and plunked himself down in the petunias instead.