Father
Your beloved little ones are doing well. Tremendously naughty and aggressive. We've hacked together a little thing to cover the drain so we can contain them, and they don't run around. I let them run around and do their business and play. Then when they've played enough, I put them back there.
I hate doing that since they want to play and run around in the open, but its too dangerous at present. They cry a bit and then settle down. The brown males has not been returned so i guess he's staying there. I hope one female can be adopted, managing 3 is tough. Two will be doable.
Life in a body is tough. Especially if the mind is still there. Father, I'd give all this away without a thought to be with you forever.
Love,
Me.