Ruff's Den
About Ferrel Kasson
[Ferrel has had a change of species, and this page needs some updating, I believe... I will update when I get info on what to update!]
Hi there and welcome to my �About Me� page! Seeing as you're reading this on his site, you probably know Ruff. Well, I�m honored to say that I�m one of his closest, and definatly his furriest friend. The name�s Ferrel, Ferrel Kasson. If you really want to know anything more about me, well, that�s what this page is for. If not, well�I�m not surprised.
Well, we might as well just bust into it, so here we go! To start, my first fourteen years were spent all over the place, so I�ll just throw down the key points. Alright, at age five, after three moves in the United States, it was off to Germany for me. Six and a half years later I moved back to the U.S., and settled down a bit. I�ve visited twenty two countries and twenty three of the United States so far (if my count is still accurate), not a bad start for only sixteen years of existance, eh?
Some furry history what your lookin� for? No problem. I�ve always loved animals�always�so that may play a slight roll in my furriness. At age five I began to notice a strange feeling of acceptance and understanding with animals, and began thinking and feeling more and more like them. Soon I had thoughts and dreams of actually transforming into an animal, and I knew that something was changing. At first these thoughts struck me as unacceptable and juvenile, but I soon realized how blind I was and opened up my mind. By age seven I thought that I had identified my inner species, a wolf, but I now know that I was a little off. Eight more years of furry progression and quite a bit of animal behavior research, and I had found myself. Vulpes vulpes, the red fox. The behavior, traits, and instincts matched me perfectly, so that was it, I was, and still am, a fox. Through the miracles of the internet I began searching for others like me. Then, one that one beautiful day in 2001, I found it, the furry fandom.
So, what does the fox do? Get comfy, this might take a minute�or twenty. Well, the real time consumer in my life is school. I�m currently a Junior, that�s right, an upperclassmen�err�upperclassfox? I, personally, love school, well, minus the mathematics aspect of it. Technically, I�m unemployed, but I have my ways of making my cash. I am an amateur freelance and wildlife photographer. Unfortunatly, the summer proved to be quite unproductive sales wise, but I got a muzzle full of practice and experience anyway. I�m also an author of anthropomorphic and fictional short stories and poems. On the non-fiction side of things, I also write instructional papers, commentaries, and other informative documents. Aside from the photography and writing, I�m in to paintball, biking (mountain, street B.M.X.), motorcycling, auto tuning/racing (street, rally, off-road), close-combat (unarmed, bladed), solo trombone, random stunts, and about everything to do with the being furry! I�m also into marksmanship, and am getting into archery and golf. Trust me, I could go on for hours on more, but I�ll shut my muzzle and let you carry on.
Later on in life, after college and such, I plan to become a professional wildlife photographer for, well, anyone who�ll hire me. My dream is to one day work for National Geographic as, of course, a photographer, and I�ll stop at nothing to make that dream a reality! For now I�m open to commissions, and if you want a pic of something, shoot me an email to
[email protected]
, and I�ll hook ya� up dirt cheap. Other than that, I have no real plans.
Here is some information about myself that is, if nothing else, amusing. I like almost all the music in the world. I listen to everything from solo flute to the heaviest rock to, recently, gregorian chant. Pretty much the only thing I wont listen to is country, ugh, can�t stand it. Let�s see, I pretty much don�t eat meat, maybe once every month or two, but it�s only on rare occasion. I don�t have a problem with the eating of meat, I just don�t enjoy it. Anywho, I don�t like television, large automobiles, fox hunts, and well, humanity. Sound brutal? Maybe, but the more I think about humanity, the more riffed I get. Right, I fear spiders, needles, and ravaging herds of fox hunters. Alright, so these things don�t actually scare me, they just make me uncomfortable. I do not fear death, clowns, or the end of humanity as we know it. No, actually, clowns creep me out (humor, joke, funny, don�t hate me if you�re a clown).
