Hello, cat. How are you doing there? We've been without you for a week now. We miss you. Catch the fattest pika today. Or even two.

Evka's boys live in your little house now. It's their little house now. We call it the banditofullerene, because it is a banditofullerene. We can't exactly call it the house-spirit-fullerene, after all. Your nephews live in it now. They're good cats.
 
Forgive us, cat. And happy hunting.