XXX: A cat walks around a closed closet, walks. I hear something hurl like the closet door opens. I turn, I want to hit the cat, but the cat doesn’t. The closet is closed. After a minute, the door from the inside is pulled, pulled, and a complaint like this is spread because of it, “Mayau... Mayau... Wow, lock yourself up in the closet, rubbed Houdini... I love you anyway, only you can do so, Kolanyich.