Choosy Furries, Choose Yiff
That saying has been in my head since AC where there was an item in the charity auction; a jar of Jif peanut butter altered to read Yif. It contained 150% of the daily requirement of protein. *LOL*
This morning was a roll-down-the-windows-and-crank-the-ster eo type morning. I was going to say, "I don't know why, but it just is," but I think I know the reason. Last night I had yiify chat after yiffy chat. It did this ol' bear's heart good to be surrounded by so many loving furiends. The evening ended with a long phone call from my
albear. I kidded him that we were talking like 2 high school kids. Once again, it made the ol' bear happy. Nice cool temperatures for a change also made for good sleeping. I'm in such a good mood, I might actually get some work done today. *grin*
Oh! And a paw wave to
saharalion, a fursuiter I met at CF in April. Once again, we had barely got to know each other when the con ended. We chat from time to time, and I hope to see him again in 2 weeks when I visit LA. Gotta do some suiting!
This morning was a roll-down-the-windows-and-crank-the-ster
Oh! And a paw wave to