For all of the bad stuff that happens, there are those moments that make it all worth while. I decided to go visit the kids while they were eating lunch. I had no idea where they would be set up since it's up to the teacher. I walked passed a co-worker who asked how everything was going. At that very instant I heard this chant of, "Otterman! Otterman!" I looked up to see a section of the stands filled with schoolkids all chanting that phrase. OMG! I was in heaven! I worked them like a mascot at a sports event! All that was missing was for me to get the wave started! I relish that vibe. *murrrrrrrs*
The dismissal at the end of the day was unfortunately very efficient today. I tried to say goodbye to as many as possible, but it was hard. I was pounced for hugs and high-fives right and left. So for all of the poking, prodding, and tail pulling, it was all worthwhile. I left the stadium on such a high! So yeah, it's hard work. I don't think I could do this on a regular basis. I do it because I am a furry, and nothing more. I assume a fursona and run with it. I cease to be me and I become an anthro critter. I don't need more. It's all good.