An animal noise piqued Dawg's interest.

After returning to camp, Dawg was quite tired so he decided to turn in. He walked over to that scary tent he didn't want to go into the night before and tried to get in. Unfortunately it was zipped closed to keep the mosquitoes out. He walked away thoroughly disappointed when he realized his sleeping quarters were temporarily unavailable.

When bedtime came, to say I didn't have a problem getting him into the tent would be an understatement. I sat inside with the door mostly zipped to keep buzzing insects out while I removed my shoes. He was not amused, and I had to keep telling him to backup and wait. Once I had my shoes off and opened the zipper some more, he burst in and plopped down next to me. He fell fast asleep and completely ignored the evening's animal noises as they were now "to be expected."