Hee hee - the camping stories are great!

We took our first dog camping with us - a 70lb collie/St Bernard/who knows what mix. It was Memorial Day weekend - we went to a wedding that day, so we didn't get to the state park until dusk, hunting for campsites right off the road. We wanted to hike in (we were backpacking), but it was too late. We finally found a spot without many people, and set up our tent just in time. We had the dog tied outside the tent. Then the loud, drunk, foul-mouthed, partying all night people showed up. It was upsetting her, so we brought her inside the tent. She was still upset, but there was room for her between us. By 2 or 3 in the morning, after other campers had yelled at them to be quiet, and they had yelled obscenities back and just laughed and yelled louder, one of the girls announced that she had to pee. So she rustles off into the bushes. Thinking it was a critter, our dog started growling and woofing (she had a very big dog voice - sounded very scary for a big ball of fur). Scared the c*** out of the girl! It was too funny! She shrieks & swears & runs back to her group, all freaked out - couldn't have been better! Ordinarily I don't like my pets to make people think they're about to be eaten, but I made an exception.