I relate to the sentiment a few people have that I feel weird just openly calling myself a furry, due to the sheer amount of connotations that label has in everyone's brain, but I'm most definitely a furry.
My only wish is that furries would start choosing some weirder animals to use as their fursonas. My fursona (if that label really fits) is a sea cucumber girl that can't talk and doesn't really move. She just lays on the couch and has food shoved into the mouth tentacles on her head and if she gets stressed out, she vomits up all her organs.