As I write this I am in the home of someone i babysit for while their child naps, petting their amazing flat faced persian cat, Sofka. In my life I have had the great pleasure of owning some persians- all of whom were mostly persian/angora pound mixes, but long haired lovers all the same. Tota, my mothers faithful gray flat faced cat of my early youth, Noodle, the little sweet orange ball of fluff who left this earth for cat heaven too soon, Spanky, my beloved first cat that was all my own, and now Fats Domino, my little street ragamuffin mix. I love a fuzzy muzzle.
