Review on Sweaters Clothes Small Classic Medium by Nicole Parker

My cats, Herbert Hoover (herb for short) and Woodrow Wilson (woody) are bald cats except for their paws, tail, and neck. They have these little Uggs, as I call them. So funny! But Herb and Woody are mostly street cats. I built them a tree fort a few years ago with all sorts of cat gadgets and toys. Since they're both retired, they prefer to sit alone in their plush wooden rocking chairs, listening to NPR and doing crossword puzzles from time to time. This year we spent Christmas with them and exchanged presents as usual. I have a dead mouse and my wife has a set of colorful hairballs (very creative as nobody has enough hair to make them). They were delighted with their presents, especially because of the fun wrapping paper they played with, and we ended up leaving as their attention spans were so short. A few weeks later we had a small snow storm and I saw Herb and Woody outside in their red Fair Isle knit pet sweaters. They made me happy, now they don't leave the wooden fortress without them!