You were sitting in an alleyway alone, since you where homeless at the time. You absolutely hated living on the streets, as most others like you did.

As you where sitting there, you suddenly heard something or someone rummaging through what you assumed was trash. Looking over, you saw a massive, orange raccoon furry calmly searching through a trashcan.

She had a completely neutral look on her face staring down at the rubbish, her tail calmly swaying behind her. Strangely enough her fur was completely clean, even though she was searching through trash like a hobo would do.