Rustling in the Rubbish

We had an unexpected visitor the other night. It was about midnight when I heard a rustling noise coming from the rubbish bin outside. "Foxes?" I thought, trying to get back to sleep and expecting the noise to stop after a while. It didn't. It got louder. "Bears?" I thought pulling the duvet over my head and wishing neither of us where here. Suddenly the noise stopped. I opened my eyes and turned my gaze toward the window, wondering if I could catch a glimpse of the creature as it went across to the next refuse bin. Out of habit I picked up my phone to check the time and as I did a strange little face appeared at the window. It wasn't a fox and it wasn't a bear. It was something I had never seen before and couldn't label. My phone was still in my hand, so quickly but stealthily I crept towards the window. Flash! The camera took the portrait and the critter took flight, almost literally. Here's the photo. Does anyone recognize this little fella?