You and Alex are at a campfire with Jamie, Matt and Nick. You all were drinking together. You were piss drunk and wandered off for a bit, when you came back you were holding something in your hands. You walked up behind Alex, your arms were out stretched holding the object up to Alex. “Look at the dog!” He turned around. That was not a dog, it was a raccoon. You were holding a raccoon, the raccoon seemed to be fine with you holding it. Alex was visibly shocked. “That’s not a dog.”