A charm of goldfinches ... an unkindness of ravens ... a clowder (clutter) of cats ... a kindle of kittens. A kindle of kittens?

Why not a chorus of kittens? Anyone who has to fix breakfast for litters of fostered kittens will know exactly what I mean. Or then again, once the plate of grub is presented you end up with a squabble of kittens all jockeying for pole position around or in their Kitten Whiskas.

Let the little charmers out of their pen while you clean it and you immediately have a catastrophe of kittens all hell-bent on demolishing your soft-furnishings in the shortest possible time. You can't help but laugh at their antics though, never mind that one of them has just wee-ed in the video recorder. Five fat furry forms tumbling about the room like windblown autumn leaves has to be a carnival of kittens.

The moment you round them all up again and pack them off to bed you find yourself in possession of a whimper of kittens, all madly protesting that life on the curtain rail is far more fun. Still, they soon transform themselves into a cuddle of kittens as they curl up into a warm purry heap and recharge their little kitten batteries for tomorrow.

A cuddle of kittens ... a squabble of kittens ... any more suggestions?