Dis is mah new winter sweater. I do not like. The girl hooman put it on me so now I'm hiding under the futon. Dis is where I also hide all the woofies toys. Like mah stash? She is too fat to get under here so they are all mine! You can see her on her bed behind me. She is jealous of mah warm winter sweater. Maybe I do like it... I don't like trying to wash it. My tongue sticks to the fibers and I get the fuzzies all on my tongue, is icky. The girl hooman will take it off soon ... or it will grace mah cat-box with its warmth!