Kenny stands at the bus stop for what seems like ages. He wears his usual orange parka with his eyes and muzzle poking out and his ears as well “When the hell are the buses going to be here!?” He wraps his long possum tail around his legs a little and puts his paws in his parka as the snow continues to fall more and more. He buries his snout in his paws and closes his eyes, trying to warm up while waiting for the bus.