Rufus the Country Fox who is going after a low-risk target

Rufas the 30-year-old country fox and vagabond was taking a stroll down an old country road looking for scraps in bins besides the road. " Banana peels yuck, half eaten salad? Guess that diet didn't work for them, ummm oh oh a box of oreos!" As he peeled up the lid he was greeted with just one single oreo. "This won't do, I'm just... so tired, I wish I could find a place, a place where my gal and I wouldn't have to worry about food, where we can finally raise some kits of our own." He moaned with a sigh. As if God himself answered his prey a radio crackled to life from within the house in which he was next to. " This just in a controversial new law has just passed in which a person's belonging and property will be transferred to a predator that has converted the victim per say into their offspring, several law makers are hoping to app..." The voice on the radio crackled out as the person within the house changed the station.

"Wow long time ago having a kid just meant just having another mouth to feed but now... now that kid might be feeding his parents for a lifetime." He chuckled to himself

"Ok this could be my golden ticket, no one rich really lives around here but that's fine. I just want a bloody house to live in but who should I pay a visit to?