So, I've not always been the most comfortable being open with my furry side, and that is totally a 'me' thing. That's not through any self doubt, I know how fuzzy I am and how naturally it comes to me, but I have had bad reactions in my past and that knocked my confidence a bit. I have never been to a con because when I was fully invested in furry I was poor as hell - when I had money, everything else lifewise became more important....its just been one of those things for me.

However, when chances come to push the boat out I try to, because I don't feel I should be ashamed of what I have achieved on this site over the last decade or more. So, when I went to come back to art because of a job loss, I realised there was an issue - my scanner was broken. So if I wanted to get anything scanned, I'd have to take it to a very public scanning shop. I did actually do this in the very early years, but it was a real blast from the past. That said, I am more confident in my art (and myself) since then, so this felt like a good test for me. That said, it was still me sharing my very furry art with another human being who would be trusted to scan it.

So I've been doing this for a couple of months now, taking stuff to be scanned. Hes always very discrete, scans it in the back of the shop. He has never commented on my work, I have no idea if he likes it, hates it or whatever - he just does it.

Anyway, fast forward to the other day and it was a particularly busy day in the shop. Someone was trying to buy a computer, another was using the internet cafe, one was waiting for some printouts. At this moment, the woman in the internet cafe had an issue with e-mail, and the owner came to help her. The only issue? He was waggling around the last piece of the last comic, the one that happens to have - a huge tiger butt on.

I felt vey stoic in this moment. This was my test. Could I just be fine with it? And whilst it was a funny story to tell my wife later....I kinda was.

Am I gonna share furry with my entire friends, family and loved ones? No. The reason is that I know many will react badly. However, those who know me really well know what I like. They may not know how deep it GOES, but they know what I like.

If you found this story funny, or you have enjoyed my art, please consider supporting me. I am back here because I lost my job, and whilst I hope to get a simikar job back, furry has always been my backup. I don't ever want to work in a bank, or a cafe or a bookmakers ever again. The issue is I have a family to support now, so I have to make enough to support more that just my selfish liony self. If I can't get enough commissions, I can't stick around, I have to go regular job. Maybe thats what I deserve, but I would really love for my second job, my side hustle to always be furry.

I am holding a sale atm, check my submissions for my new prices for three days - I need to prove to everyone that this can support me. I am so grateful for the commissioners I have had who have been great with me and have got me through a couple of very tough months.

Regards,

Lizz