widely held misconception about my breed is that our designation derives from our physical resemblance to the British monarch who reigned from 1660 to 1685. Yes, the extent to which our elongated ears and their abundant, face-framing feathering resemble the dashing King Charles II’s abundant, Brian May-esque follicles uncanny, though thankfully that’s all it is. I write “thankfully” because, while the frizzy-locked cove who came
