Stopped at a liquor store today and went into the back fridge. The attendant woman was stocking something in there. She had a feather duster sticking out her back pocket. "Hey, classic father duster huh? I almost thought that was a tail. " I said.
"Oh yeah," She said "you were probably like 'eww a furry' lol"
I just pointed at myself and mouthed "im a furry"
She grinned ear too ear and high fived me. I don't meet much other furs in small town Alaska.