Within one month, I was forced to wear a wig to conceal the bald area. I looked like a cancer patient losing hair from chemo. The huge difference is that I was not sick at all. I didn't have cancer.

It was love at first site. I thought I should have a bald cat as well. So I got my first Sphinx from a breeder in New York, where I was living at that time. I knew that I could use this loveable, bald kitty to teach my daughter about differences in this world and help her see that bald could be beautiful.... just in a different form.

The more children learn about being different, the more prejudice will be eliminated.