So far, winter break has been pretty cool. I was really excited for Christmas, and I know Mom and Dad hide presents in their closet. When they were out on date night and the babysitter was distracted by the TV, I decided to sneak in to take a peek at what they got me.
When I first saw what was in the closet, I was so confused. Why would they get me this for Christmas? I already have a lot of stuffed animals, and my Zootopia phase was a few years ago. I also thought it was weird that the big tiger was wearing a “Furapalooza 2022 at the Long Beach Convention Center” t-shirt.
When I asked Mom and Dad about the big tiger in their closet later that night, they sat me down and tried to explain. They kept saying over and over that despite what some people say online, it’s not always a “weird sex thing.” So I asked, “What’s sex?” Then we had another uncomfortable conversation.
Once they finished explaining where babies come from, I asked about the oddly voluptuous husky that was next to the big tiger. Mom and Dad looked at each other, and quickly said, “Wouldn’t you rather open the gifts Santa brought?” I asked, “Wait, how did Santa’s gifts get here before Christmas? And why are they coming out of your closet?” Then we had a third, difficult conversation. I learned a lot that night.
After I finished crying, I decided I’m okay with my parents dressing up as animals. To show them, I drew a family picture with them in their fursuits. They said it was the best fan art of their fursonas they’d ever seen. I don’t know what that means and I’m scared to ask, but I think they liked it.
So, I had a pretty chill winter break other than that. Mom and Dad said that if I don’t tell my friends that they’re furries, next year they’ll get me twice the presents! How cool is that? So after I read this essay aloud to the class at show and tell, my lips are sealed!