I'm 99.4% pure Sagittarius. No sooner do I vow "no fursuit" do I win a box-o-furbits. The old fate of Sags, place paw firmly in maw with such ease you'd think we did it for a living.

So the pondering begins, go tactical gun-toting black-kit killer doggie wolf thing or something tamer like rubber latex kinky yiff attachment? If I get enough fur for two I'll go both ways and dress out how I'm feeling at any given time. Sociopath or slut, which neurochemicals are dominant today? Or maybe it comes down to who our dinner guests will be?

Undoubtedly I'll be dressed inappropriately for whichever situation and have to make a joke of it to avoid further embarrassment.

My computer has files of porn. Every cranny in the house has a gun or twelve. They're tied in relative importance to my psychological comfort. Perhaps a gun-toting latex coated sex crazed killing machine?