Well, one cat. Some kind of
Norwegian Forest Cat cross, probably (he has the fur for it), that the Baroness found outside when it was -15C and took in. Unchipped and no ear tattoo so far as she can tell, he's pretty dang skinny, and has some habits that makes her think he might have been very young when he escaped (or got abandoned).
He currently occupies the kitchen. The other four cats are very curious (except for Rawhide, who we brought in as an experiment, who just sat atop the kitchen table, looked under it, where our guest was hiding, and then wanted to be let out again). And no, we're not keeping him. We've talked to a couple of friends who might be able to take him in.