I feel like there's a whole kink nobody talks about: mindlessness. You know: just be a good boy; all the horrific stuff doesn't matter. Just bark and drool for your master. It's a huge turn-off for me.

I was raised on classic literature like the tales of King Arthur. I was yanked into public school, confronted with a mass of kids packed in like sardines. In my mind, everyone wanted me to have sex. It came to a head with my being raped in 2010.

So excuse me if I dislike the idea of turning my mind off, or treating a fellow human being like a pet.

I value my intellect; the paranoid delusions I suffered were an attack on same. Maybe those furs who like "being a good boy" never experienced such an attack. I hope they never do.