One of the hardest things about fursuiting, is at the end when you change back into your civvies in the middle of a city, and go out again to get a bite to eat - is to stop waving and engaging any and everyone that glances in your direction. Because now you are no longer a cute cartoon animal, you are a creep and a weirdo.

(The furwalk in Amersfoort was awesome. I hope to receive photos to share with you.)