I Blog Because …

Why do I blog? Good writing prompt, BTW, and I rarely respond to these things. – – I blog because it’s so much cheaper than therapy! Thinking about it, however, I blog because it affords me a sense of community, of knowing that somewhere out there in internet-land there are a few people who are interested in the same things that I am, and perhaps share elements of my weirdness. This can make it a bit easier to take the daily masquerade that we all engage in, of preparing a face to meet the faces that we meet…

What I am is a strange mixture of frustrated English teacher, biologist, paranormal fancier, and red fox furry. I was a furry back in the pre-internet days before we even had a word for it, and those of us who were of that persuasion just kind of blundered around unnaturally attached to cartoons, and identifying with the animal characters depicted. I played a chicken in my 2nd grade class play and Don Quixote’s horse Rocinante in a college adaptation of Man of La Mancha, and couldn’t have been happier. Playing a horse was much better than being a chicken, however, as I got to wear a large paper mache head and pulled a draped sawhorse frame behind me to simulate a horse’s body. The rear sawhorse legs were hinged so I could sit down on stage…

I guess that experience initially led me to identify as a horse in the fandom, and I functioned acceptably that way for a while, but I could only take the identification so far. So I tried being a wolf for a whole, but wasn’t really a pack animal nor could I handle the frequently expected aggressiveness. Many of us in the fandom need to experiment and essentially try on different identities before we find the right one, and that’s fine! It’s kinda like deciding on a career field, but far deeper psychologically…

Now the furry fandom is full of vixens, but I reasoned that there must be male foxes as well to continue the species. So I accepted my identity as a male fox, and the role has fit me like a glove ever since! Sometimes, it would appear, we must wander in the desert for some time before we can finally find where we are going…
So blogging can reinforce your sense of personal identity, tie you in with a community of like-minded spirits, and it can even be a kick, to boot (pun intended). It’s also humbling to draw readers from different locations around the world. So thank you, WordPress, for giving each of us our own crazy personal niches! It may not be a second Eden, but it still beats Berwyn, right?
Back to business in my next post. But right now, it’s time for a group hug or skritch in appreciation for my readers who put up with me!

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September 1, 2024 at 3:26 pm
Because I’m a pedantic counter-puncher?
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September 1, 2024 at 3:27 pm
That is, if I’m being brutally honest with myself…
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September 2, 2024 at 12:16 pm
Well, better a counter-puncher than a cow-puncher, I always say…and kinder to the cows! 🐄
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September 3, 2024 at 7:08 pm
But, much harder on linoleum and formica. Wouldn’t you agree? 😉
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September 3, 2024 at 9:49 pm
Harder on the knuckles, too! “Rocky” was a cow-puncher, at least during training… 🐄
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September 4, 2024 at 9:33 pm
LOL! 🙂
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