Some times when things just feel so screwed up, or sometimes when I’m really, really happy, when I kinda tell myself subconsciously, you are Lemony. (my fursona) you ARE Lemony. And then, I still know I’m me, but I can imagine, like a Lemony-shell around me. Like, I can imagine her head, long, with fuzzy short fur and triangular on the end, and her laid-back ears, and the puff of whipped cream on top of her head.her sharky tail, and the fin on her back, her digitigrade legs and squinty eyes, and her sweet personality. Ali I don’t know if this is a normal thing that furries do, but does anyone else do this?