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How I got into fur


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It was my mother's muskrat fur coat that first made me mad for fur. During school vacation one summer, I discovered it and put it on. I loved the feel even though it was way too big for me. I would wrap it around myself and stroke it; I also romped around on it (use your imagination). And I began to dream about wearing furs, the longer, thicker, and softer the better.


This continued into my high school years when my mom gave the coat away.


I didn't have a coat of my own until 14 years ago when I purchased a coyote parka with hood. I still wear that, and I've added to the collection. And I still get off on fur.

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