My housemate used to make little jokes about me being a furry. He'd call me Na'vi and things like that, but it was all in jest cus kinda liked it himself but as far as i knew, it was nowhere near as much as i do; but today I have been the unintentional catalyst for his realisation that he is the most full on furry I have ever talked to in real life or the net. He is a proper cat and has almost all the compulsions and behaviours of a cat.
He's been meowing and all that basic stuff around me this past year (in fact, one time, for a whole day we did nothing but meow at eachother) but I always thought he was doing it intentionally and that it was a kind of fun thing to do. But seriously, he eats, sleeps and acts totally like a cat. I guess I just never connected the two together. I always thought he was a potential furry, but not to this degree.
Apparently rabbit is his favourite type of dry cat food,
He does a full on throat purr when someone scratches behind his ear
He protects his territory by hissing as loud as he can at other cats no matter how tired he is
He sometimes sleeps with his hands under his chin and often wakes up in that bizarre twisted position cats get into
Obviously he can't help but bat at those cat toys. In fact one time he leaped headfirst into a door because of one.
He once got tangled up in a ball of yarn
He played with one of those bell-ball things for about 5 hours, long after his actual cat had walked off
He chased a mouse for three hours. he would catch it, not know what to do, so would start batting it about a bit and then let it go so he could chase it again
He attacks birds purely out of compulsion. He has done it in front of me but i thought he was doing it cus his friend told him to.
He obviously rubs his head on things
He licks himself for cleanliness, and does that whole face cleaning thing
When he was young, every Christmas he'd ask for a fully functioning tail.
He once dressed up as postman Pat's cat for halloween, and when all the other kids were eating sweets, he was curled up in front of the fire
He does the full on-all-fours, stretch your back one way, then another way which leads into a walk
he walks on his toes, and loves to wear fluffy cat slippers. His dad offered him dog ones and he didn't want them.
there's definitely more but i cant remember it all, it's been a long day and a lot of Pepsi was and still is involved. But pretty much anything a cat does, he does.
I have told him to go to conventions or at least get ears and a tail. He wants to... well he doesn't want the convention thing, since this is quite a shock to him still. He's been doing all this without thinking and as you'd expect, he's resistant to being a furry. But yeah as soon as I can, I am getting a cat toy.
I'm also quite happy because now I can be all out with my furriness without it being kinda inappropriate.
I also feel rather inadequate, since... as much as I love furries and I love being kinda animalistic, he totally shows me up. I feel quite inadequate. As though I've been usurped of my place as "The Furry". Oh well, he's the cat, I'm the rabbit. And I'm still the energetic camp one, so I've got that on my side.
Today has been a good day.
Topic: My housemate's revelation (Read 629 times)