Odd thing for a Fur to say
I haven't posted anything in a long time because I kept forgetting. That's the short of it. Sorry to those who wait on my posts with bated breath.Quick updates: Davey is 3 months old now. I will try to post pictures of him soon. Also, I quit the diet thing. I like being fat more than I like the idea of being thin. If people don't like me because I'm fat, they can eat shit. And video games are bad when you want to post written stuff on a schedule.
Now onto what the title means. What is my odd thing? Well, my mother wants me to go to Furry cons. Specifically, she wanted me to go to Anthrocon. From listening to 2 Sense, most people's parents hate the Furry fandom.
Since I wanted to hang out with Garr and Cassandra Rising, I decided to just tell my mom about the Furry fandom early. She thought it was really cool since her favorite character is Daffy Duck, an anthro duck. I even showed her my commissions from Garr and Ed The Vixen, and she liked them.
Then I told her about Anthrocon last year. She was saddened that she couldn't get time off work to take me there. I need someone to take me there since I'm too much of a sissy to go by myself into a crowded place.
The year passed by very quickly, and now Anthrocon is going on, and I couldn't make it again. When I told her about it, she asked me why I didn't go. I told her about money and no way to get there and things like that. She told me she would have given me money and to ask Garr and Cass (This was before I found out Cass wasn't going anyway) if I could go with them to the place. Amazing huh? A mother who wants me to go to a place where most of the normies think it's a sex crazed cult thing. That fucking rocks. I guess my mom is tired of me being a scared hermit and wants me to go to places with people that share my interests.
So who knows, maybe I'll be at AC next year. That would be great. I can finally see if I could be able to handle a crowd or fall into a fetal position and cry in the middle of the place. I hope it's the former.
Now onto what the title means. What is my odd thing? Well, my mother wants me to go to Furry cons. Specifically, she wanted me to go to Anthrocon. From listening to 2 Sense, most people's parents hate the Furry fandom.
Since I wanted to hang out with Garr and Cassandra Rising, I decided to just tell my mom about the Furry fandom early. She thought it was really cool since her favorite character is Daffy Duck, an anthro duck. I even showed her my commissions from Garr and Ed The Vixen, and she liked them.
Then I told her about Anthrocon last year. She was saddened that she couldn't get time off work to take me there. I need someone to take me there since I'm too much of a sissy to go by myself into a crowded place.
The year passed by very quickly, and now Anthrocon is going on, and I couldn't make it again. When I told her about it, she asked me why I didn't go. I told her about money and no way to get there and things like that. She told me she would have given me money and to ask Garr and Cass (This was before I found out Cass wasn't going anyway) if I could go with them to the place. Amazing huh? A mother who wants me to go to a place where most of the normies think it's a sex crazed cult thing. That fucking rocks. I guess my mom is tired of me being a scared hermit and wants me to go to places with people that share my interests.
So who knows, maybe I'll be at AC next year. That would be great. I can finally see if I could be able to handle a crowd or fall into a fetal position and cry in the middle of the place. I hope it's the former.