Because they aren’t supposed to go in the fucking closet. Because my sweaters are a thousand times more comfortable than actual cat beds made for cats. Because one particular sweater, smeared with hair, smelling vaguely of urine, is the best place any cat has ever slept in cat history. Because onetime a cat was about to dart into the closet and I sprayed him with water, so now he darts into the closet to undermine my authority. Because the cat I sprayed with water has, as part of his plan to undermine my authority, convinced the other cats that darting…