... isn't the fact that it's practically a(n inter)national holiday for anyone who has an interest in costuming and how it gives us a convenient excuse to endulge in it, although that's pretty wonderful and is related to what I'm about to say. Rather, it's how everyone else perceives you when you're having fun as a fuzzy anthropomorphic critter. When you're doing a public fursuit outing of some sort, or generally acting in fursuit in a manner that touches upon the non-furry world, a big chunk of the people around you tend to be rather reserved, confused, suspicious or just plain thinking you're nuts. Which is fair and square because, admittedly, it is rather abnormal and odd even if our intentions are entirely positive. Come Halloween, and all of a sudden everyone is readily accepting the spirit of things regardless of age; even the most too-cool-for-everything types, ie teenager males, have a higher chance of reacting openly positively to something as surreal and daft as cartoon critters having fun and raising smiles. It's all so much more open and warm for everyone involved because during a day filled with all sorts of bizarre creatures, a fuzzy little thing isn't much more different and everyone's more willing to go with the flow of it.

Had a great time once again fursuiting during the FrightNight Halloween carnival event held in Sheffield. It may be sometimes overwhelmingly crowded, occasionally rather chaotic and often inconveniently wet (had to stop bouncing halfway through because my footpaws had suddenly become sponges), but it's one of my favourite fursuiting occasions simply because of the great spirit of the day. I do ultimately prefer being silly and foxy around furries, but there is a special kind of magic and feel to interacting with the public and making them smile and it's on Halloween that that especially shines. It's always wonderful to see someone smile and laugh in your presence, knowing that you've managed give another positive memory for them.

Huge thank yous obviously go to every single person organising and attending our little meet-up, you're all wonderfully lovely people who I loved spending time with <3.

Finally, on a more amusing sidenote, I got to add another species to my mistaken identity list (that mask around the eyes really confuses a lot of people's perception about the species, haha). First time I've been called a bandicoot, which is kinda awesome in its own imaginative way.

(p.s. just got the most wonderful icon from the always-amazing and I want to update my avatar to it, but at the same time I really love having that .gif there as well. DECISIONS)