"Trash Pandas" is what we call them.
I was astounded at how small the Florida raccoons were, after having only seen the Northern ones who have to put on some weight to get through winter. I thought I was seeing baby raccoons here.
They're strong, though. A small one pushed a large loaded cooler off a picnic table in the middle of the night when we were camping here.
The cooler had a heavy wood box and a wood lantern box on top of it and that rascal scooted it across the table and off the edge, and picked through the contents.
Another one emptied out a watermelon that I had unwisely left on a table. It chewed a little hole and completely clawed out the contents through the hole. Clever little rascals.