What a night. Laying in a toasty sleeping bag on a cold desert night staring at millions of stars just overhead. Camping in a tent is nice, but cowboy camping with nothing in between your eyes and the sky is pure. The way camping ought to be. A few distant howls of coyotes can be heard, but they are not enough to disturb tonight’s sleep. Your hiking-partner’s snoring will not even be an issue because you remembered earplugs this time. The heaviness of your eyelids leads to a deep slumber filled with dreams of cheeseburgers, pizzas, ice cream and that mouse crawling in between your leg and the sleeping bag.

There is an actual mouse crawling in between your leg and the sleeping bag! In a sleepy stupor, you fly out of your sleeping bag and try to find a headlamp. Turning on the bright beam and awakening everyone camping nearby, you search everywhere for the furry little rodent to find nothing. The no good snickers eating rascal is still out there lurking about. As you look at your watch, only thirty minutes has passed since you first fell asleep. What a night it will be…