Around a year ago, I had the realization that I was a pup and that, despite over a decade of suppressing it. While that opened the door to where we are now, it’s taken me a bit longer to accept the identity of furry. However in a conversation with a friend, I realized that I was concocting increasingly gerrymandered categories of identity to avoid calling myself that. One can only ponder having a refsheet done for so long before they acknowledge the writing on the wall.

So, I’m trying this out. Doubt I will post much, since I’m not much of an artist, but we’ll see. I’m ready to stop trying to be cool and try just being happy.