Well I let almost everyone know that I'm a furry. (Excluding my parents. My mother I think would just find it alright, much like cosplaying or going to comic cons. My father on the other hand is against fandoms/cons in general so yeah... no point trying to explain it to him.)
My friends? I got mixed reactions. My kinda close friends didn't know what they were. My third closest was a furry all along. Everyone else was pretty much like, 'WTF man eww gross!' At first they joked I was going to be part of the furry force, but after that they just put it under the table. If I brought it up they would kind of give me that like 'hey, don't bring it up.' look. I don't think a single person dumped me (as a friend) over it. Actually someone else kind of made it known to all the Freshmen, sophmores, juniors, and a couple seniors in my class that I was a furry. While we had a small charade of jokes about it. ( And I just kind of laughed it off.) They left me alone about it, every now and then that one guy that made it known brings it up playfully. Err... IT got out of hand actually. An old friend I hadn't seen since middle school (He's not even IN my highschool! And I don't think he communicated with anyone else from my Middle school circle of friends) some how he knew that I was a furry in fact and he simply said 'I heard it... Somewhere.' It's apparently become common info that I'm a furry. Well despite all this, people are still alright about me, and I don't think that the moment I leave they breathe out in happiness despite that's what I originally thought.