4 February 2007 is the anniversary of my very first furmeet. It was a hastily arranged affair (that was done in a very drunken state) but yep, I arranged my own little gathering in York. And from it I met two of my closest furiends - Fioxy and greyscar - and my future partner - Wolfie.
It was an amazing day that culminated in greyscar wearing his foxsuit and leading us around the streets of York, scaring all those salubrious types in Betty's Tea Shop. To be standing next to my first ever proper fursuit after six years of dreaming was awe-inspiring to say the least. Little was I to know that I would have one of my own a mere six months later. I felt like a kid in a sweet shop - or perhaps a wolf in a chicken coup - at that moment. Everything was new and exciting. And everything was furry!
I wore a jangly bell collar thingy and we had great fun chatting in Lendel Cellars, drinking, joking and scritching. That was pretty much it but from a situation where I was bricking it before I met up with everyfur, how welcome everyone made me feel has stood me in good stead since. Indeed it took me twenty minutes to pluck up the courage to go and speak to them - I spent most of the time looking in their direction, trying to act cool but secretly bricking it, whilst drinking my uber large bottle of Buxton. Still I'm glad I did and after using the time-old technique of making an arse of yourself within the first five minutes of meeting, I knew nothing could go wrong after this. And it didn't.
So thanks go to![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
greyscar, lsfiox, Syren, patter_snowfox and my own mate and master wolfie_uk, for making my first ever meet such a success *hugs*
It was an amazing day that culminated in greyscar wearing his foxsuit and leading us around the streets of York, scaring all those salubrious types in Betty's Tea Shop. To be standing next to my first ever proper fursuit after six years of dreaming was awe-inspiring to say the least. Little was I to know that I would have one of my own a mere six months later. I felt like a kid in a sweet shop - or perhaps a wolf in a chicken coup - at that moment. Everything was new and exciting. And everything was furry!
I wore a jangly bell collar thingy and we had great fun chatting in Lendel Cellars, drinking, joking and scritching. That was pretty much it but from a situation where I was bricking it before I met up with everyfur, how welcome everyone made me feel has stood me in good stead since. Indeed it took me twenty minutes to pluck up the courage to go and speak to them - I spent most of the time looking in their direction, trying to act cool but secretly bricking it, whilst drinking my uber large bottle of Buxton. Still I'm glad I did and after using the time-old technique of making an arse of yourself within the first five minutes of meeting, I knew nothing could go wrong after this. And it didn't.
So thanks go to
greyscar, lsfiox, Syren, patter_snowfox and my own mate and master wolfie_uk, for making my first ever meet such a success *hugs*
