Camping trip recap

We took the dogs for their last 7 hour hike hurrah last weekend preceded by a frantic 4-wheel drive trek down the mountain and back into town for more beer and a sleepless night of camping. In case you didn't know, Addie is a condo dog to the core. So when the cow herd came bulldozing their way through our campsite and when the mosquitoes started biting, she wouldn't have it. She wanted in the car or the tent and wanted in there BAAAAD. Whiskey on the other hand, got really low and barked and nipping at cow feet until every last one of them was out of our camp spot. Unfortunately, the cows settled in across the dirt road and ate grass and mooed their heads off until wee hours of the morning. That didn't bode well for a good night's sleep seeing as Addie could hear those cows and slept with one eye open and would let out a random bark every once in awhile just so they didn't sneak a fast one by her. Thirty three days until Addie and Whiskey's parents are no longer living (or camping) in sin . . . .