That moment when you forget you left your monster makers dummy head [link]
on the sewing table and then walk in there while the room is dimly lit and get startled
when you refer to parts of your house as "the sewing room" and "the fur room" you know you have a fursuit business (multiple storage areas too, i also have "the box shed")
finding fuzz in your fridge (I guess when I put the milk away I held it against my tummy and my clothes had black fur on them)
neon dust bunnies breeding under the couch
I loose my scissors all the time, usually while using them, and usually it turns out I am sitting on them as they slid under my butt-pillow
organized mess: if anyone "cleans up" I cannot find a gawd damn thing
shopping list frequently includes thread and needles
wondering what other people think your duct tape dummies are, seriously, the bent over quadsuit ones especially
your attention is immediately drawn to any mascot or costume in a show or real life, I was watching a brain teaser program about noticing your surroundings or some shit, where this guy is talking and a crowd is moving around behind him and after he asks if you saw the bear and the lion while he was talking and I am like "DUH" but then again of course I saw those costumes behind him.
I jumped once at a furniture store sign, split second stupid me just saw fur and wondered if it was a fur fabric shop derp herp derp
any new fabric store you find you HAVE to check for fur
you look at fur pillows and stuffed animals often wondering "why the fluck can I not find this fur in yardage to buy"
weird conversations in your house
"I lost my head again"
"lets see how many bodies we can fit in this bag" (packing for a con)
"has anyone seen my feet"