Whiskers and Waffles:  My Parents Met a Furry at Brunch

Did y'all know that my husband, Chris, was engaged to a furry before he snagged me? That's right. A furry. Don't know what that is? Well, neither did my parents. I wasn't ever planning on explaining this particular subculture to them, but then Chris and I took them for brunch at this swank hotel restaurant, and we saw this when we walked into the lobby: Obviously, my folks couldn't help but notice a gigantic dalmatian traipsing around, especially when it tried to hug them. They were also mystified by all the other people parading around wearing an array of ears,