No, sorry. That's a propaganda campaign that was never supposed to escape the 90s. Something Awful should not be relevant in the year of our King of Town 2020.
Fursuits are damn expensive, to put it mildly. And they get dirty if you LOOK too hard at dirt. General care and upkeep for normal activities is a motherfucker. Sure, you find very select folks who do it. But notice the tiny number, it's mostly partials, and not even that pronounced. It's like... some percentage of the human race literally eats shit. But a nonzero percentage does not allow for the assertion of humans "They eat shit."
Oh goodie, is it the mid-90s or early 2000s? Did I get in a fucking Delorian or a police box? Am I in high school or college again? This crap was a tired cliche when the twin swords of Vanity Fair and CSI were still relevant hot takes.
By the way, it is a fandom, problem for you is, it has a basic broad premise like atheism. The TLD for being a generic furry is to be a fan of any kind of anthropomorphism of an animal, full stop. This includes under that TLD umbrella therians, sapient ferals (i.e. The Rats of NIMH, Watership Down, Alpha and Omega, 101 Dalmatians), quasi-morphs (Redwall and the works of Beatrix Potter where they have clothes but not many other indicators of a shifted form), morphs/uplifts/Moreaus (Florence from Freefall, "Rats, Bats and Vats", Bagi), and the many expressions of full anthros (Disney's Robin Hood, Zootopia, Kevin and Kell).
There's a reason Furry is a slippery concept. Past "Are you a fan of any sort of anthropomorphic animal?" everything else is something else. It's a specification. All ducks are birds but not all birds are ducks. All Bronies are Furries but not all Furries are Bronies.